Reaper is always 100% ready for a fight, no matter how relaxed or casual the other guy is, but that's not to say he can always react as quickly as he'd like. No, in fact, Wash gets a good hold on him pretty quickly as he snarls through the swift burst of pain.
He chokes at the force against his neck and he's grabbing at the wrist, clawed tips of his gauntlet digging into whatever he can. He has enhanced strength, but he's not strong enough to rip straight through an arm.
His head tipped back, he starts to wheeze noisily, like sandpaper rubbing against each other. With an A+ performance, he struggles like he's choking (which, technically, he is), and in an instant, he dissolves into a vicious black mist. His form still remains standing in front of Wash, angry wisps of black cloud fluttering around him as he just lets the hand go straight through his throat.
He laughs, the sound a little raspier than usual as his throat recovers.
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He chokes at the force against his neck and he's grabbing at the wrist, clawed tips of his gauntlet digging into whatever he can. He has enhanced strength, but he's not strong enough to rip straight through an arm.
His head tipped back, he starts to wheeze noisily, like sandpaper rubbing against each other. With an A+ performance, he struggles like he's choking (which, technically, he is), and in an instant, he dissolves into a vicious black mist. His form still remains standing in front of Wash, angry wisps of black cloud fluttering around him as he just lets the hand go straight through his throat.
He laughs, the sound a little raspier than usual as his throat recovers.
"Still think you can do better?"