"You remember the last time we kinda fought?"
Ethan's voice cut through the chaos, calm and almost conversational, as if they weren't standing in the middle of a ruined arena surrounded by thousands of screaming spectators.
At the same time, his claws snapped forward.
Skraaaatch!
They raked across Mace's face in a brutal diagonal slash.
Mace didn't even flinch.
He simply shut his eyes, letting the hardened, rock-like armour absorb the blow with a grinding scrape of stone against claw. Sparks flickered briefly where the impact landed, but there was no blood or damage.
But that was what Ethan expected.
The split second of blindness was what he was after; he instantly dipped low, shifted his weight and swept.
Mace's footing vanished from beneath him.
"-!"
Before he could react, Ethan drove into him.
Thud!
The two crashed to the ground, the so-called Beast Man on top, pinning him with surprising control despite the difference in strength and size.
