[b]Damien chuckled under his helmet. Insults were trivial to him... A lifetime of beatings from his father and being sold as a sex slave had made him a callous man.[/b] [i]"I don't know. My hole doesn't seem to be awfully resized."[/i] [b]He remarked, sending a boot forward quickly in one motion towards Diana, the speed impossible to counter at his already perfectly positioned momentum, the strike meant more for him to keep his distance.[/b]