Fantasy ┌ spellsword ┘ Ardynport

[Sir Les Paul]

LOCATION—Dungeon Guild HQ entrance, Ardynport
DATE—07/03 | Early Summer
TIME—1401

Quick Response: Drunken Assault​

That heroic, self-sacrificing nature of Leonel was not always a boon for the man. He would find himself unable to finish his sentence. Not for any profound reason, just that it was difficult to continue speaking when a fist was rammed so directly into your jaw.

That is to say Albrack ignored the girls entirely. Some type of sexism, perhaps. More so, his masculine ego was challenge and hitting a woman simply wouldn't make him feel better. Decking one of the guys present most definitely would. Leonel was simply the first to do so between himself and Markus. Not that the others weren't due their own reactions, merely that this man had just empowered himself far beyond their means and had a hair trigger.

His speed could easily match Ayn on her best day, though that wasn't surprising. He several levels above her. What would burn her out was tolerable to him. Over time, too, her body would grow accustomed to the use of that power and it would no longer be such a calamity to harness it. However, this man in particular had another key advantage. His Unleash was not so brief that it could only last for one action. This would be his new power level for the next two minutes. As fast as Ayn on Calamity on Burnout and even a little stronger.

Leonel had no real hope of reacting to that type of speed in the same way he would have no real hope of parrying Ayn had she attacked him with her full ferocity. First a strike to the jaw to shut him up, then another to the gut that felt more like a cannonball to the intestines than a bar fight. His Bulwark Stars had no effective use here. He was the one taking the brunt of the damage and even if not the ceiling for force for that punch was well beyond his Spell to completely mitigate. At best, it was preventing some internal bleeding, but that didn't make hurt less or prevent it from knocking the wind out of him.

In just a second and a blindingly quick attack, the group learned immediately that this drunkard was an actual liability. Not a dog with no bite.

@November Witch @Haze- @Carolyn @ERode

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