[i]"Eager mcbeaver. I like it kid... It's classy."[/i] [b]Damien didn't really mean to be rude, he just assumed anyone younger than him was a 'kid'... More specifically... 25 and younger. Damien himself was 36, and still built like an ox... But that was to be expected.[/b] [i]"Let's try to keep it PG."[/i] [b]Damien simply wasn't out for blood. Well, cuts were sure to happen, but he wasn't going to wound Zachary deeply. He didn't care what he received in the process, but Damien knew the simple rule of engagement. Only aim to kill if they were an actual enemy...[/b] [b]Damien reached up to his shoulders, pulling dual daggers from their carbon sheathes, flipping them backwards as they glistened with danger. They were unorthodox, and double bladed on one end, built for critical strikes.[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/7ZJvfw1[/spoiler] [b]Damien himself got into a low stance, aiming keeping his daggers lower to his hip in a defensive position as a leg reached back and kicked his strange metal crate outside the range of the fray.[/b]