[Nexus] Inside 48

[ThirdEmperor]

Horrible Day in the Red Zone

Wrath is shoved away, grunting as he twists the injured foot. A little of his vision has begun to swim back into focus now, the blurry shapes beginning to resolve themselves into legible silhouettes. As the bounty-hunter tries to rise Wrath summons what strength he can and kicks out with his good leg, trying to trip him or knock him back down or at the very least add one more injury out of sheer spite.

And whether it's the kick or the previous battering he gave him, it seems the bounty-hunter does indeed fall. Rolling onto his hands Wrath hurls himself forwards clumsily, trying to tackle the man again and this time get an arm around his neck from behind. If that succeeds then the machete's blade should shortly end up pressed against the bounty-hunter's throat, the threat clearly apparent despite Wrath's inability to form proper words at the moment.