What a smarmy guy you are. [The pace gave Meliodas a fair impression of what sort of enhancements were hidden under the fair complexion of the cheery guy dragging him around. Was it a familiar face? Meliodas, aging a fraction of the speed of what someone should have, only stood a few inches taller than the last time he stepped foot in his father's laboratory. Even so, he observed and reacted to everything going on, displaying refined experience.
He even had time to respond with the very same elder's dry tone.] I'm still not sure you aren't the bad guy, here.
[Point proven, Meliodas rolled out a sigh and curled his body inward the moment he felt Sion rear back to throw him. Anyone sane would try and shift their body to spread out the damage or at least to protect vital areas from harm but Meliodas fell into the toss like a cannonball, shifting himself in midair with a slight amount of pivoting.
His shoulder struck the back of one of the men, stealing his own momentum somewhat. The young man didn't stumble right away but he did fall straight onto his face. Meliodas helped keep him from dragging his chin on the cement by shifting and kicking him square in the back. Bouncing off of him, Meliodas sprung ahead of the two still running before they could register that they lost someone. In under two seconds, Meliodas had stopped them, struck them each three times and dropped them to the ground.
For a moment, Meliodas felt the idle tug of habit draw him into the moment, tempting him to finish the work and make sure they could never stand again but it fell into a fog in the back of his mind. A dark bruise rose on Meliodas' brow momentarily and faded back to pale skin. Dazed, but not unconscious, the muggers struggled to get their bearings as Meliodas grabbed them by their collars to drag them to the remaining third assailant(who was definitely unconscious after being hit with a fastball special).]
Poor kids. They tripped and fell over each other before I got to do a thing.
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He even had time to respond with the very same elder's dry tone.] I'm still not sure you aren't the bad guy, here.
[Point proven, Meliodas rolled out a sigh and curled his body inward the moment he felt Sion rear back to throw him. Anyone sane would try and shift their body to spread out the damage or at least to protect vital areas from harm but Meliodas fell into the toss like a cannonball, shifting himself in midair with a slight amount of pivoting.
His shoulder struck the back of one of the men, stealing his own momentum somewhat. The young man didn't stumble right away but he did fall straight onto his face. Meliodas helped keep him from dragging his chin on the cement by shifting and kicking him square in the back. Bouncing off of him, Meliodas sprung ahead of the two still running before they could register that they lost someone. In under two seconds, Meliodas had stopped them, struck them each three times and dropped them to the ground.
For a moment, Meliodas felt the idle tug of habit draw him into the moment, tempting him to finish the work and make sure they could never stand again but it fell into a fog in the back of his mind. A dark bruise rose on Meliodas' brow momentarily and faded back to pale skin. Dazed, but not unconscious, the muggers struggled to get their bearings as Meliodas grabbed them by their collars to drag them to the remaining third assailant(who was definitely unconscious after being hit with a fastball special).]
Poor kids. They tripped and fell over each other before I got to do a thing.