The tread on his boots kept him from sliding when the impact of blows began to rain down upon him, vice-like grip unrelenting despite the tiny spurt of crimson that splattered Arthur's face in a diagonal stream when the blunt end of the gun bludgeoned his temple.
The man might as well have been striking a steel wall for all the good it did him, the high end of adrenaline keeping the Paladin erect. Where most men would have faltered the Knight persevered. Against demon, against heathen. He was a force to be reckoned with.
Jerking slightly the Iscariot was far from defeated by such cheap tactics, brute strength keeping the other pinned between the rock and his own mountainous form.
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Date: 2010-04-21 05:48 am (UTC)The man might as well have been striking a steel wall for all the good it did him, the high end of adrenaline keeping the Paladin erect. Where most men would have faltered the Knight persevered. Against demon, against heathen. He was a force to be reckoned with.
Jerking slightly the Iscariot was far from defeated by such cheap tactics, brute strength keeping the other pinned between the rock and his own mountainous form.