[i]Fenrir was perplexed. This man should be consumed, burned away, yet here he stood, gaining power even as the Crusader unleashed it. Finally, his brain caught up to his actions, and he quickly cut the flow of power coming from himself. He quickly recovers, having no need to breathe, and sends another punch to the rabid Wolf, his hand missing, or so it seemed.[/i] "[b]Nasty trick, that. Useful when fighting idiots such as myself.[/b]" [i]His fist opened, grabbing the Betrayed Soldier by the back of the head and slamming his his down onto Fenrir's right knee, which now came up to greet it.[/i]