Regardless, Douglas wasn't liking the way people on both sides were talking. It was more and more common nowadays, and steadied his resolve. He shook his leg a painful bit, trying to get blood back into it - but everything seemed so far away.
Truse, somewhat ignorant of any such problems, chose to advance as there were several people near the urchin at the moment. It looked like a punch, but he shifted the feint into a low kick at the graveler.