[Not for lack of trying, but Hien's heft is much better than Matoba's, so even though he sees the deflection coming he can't make up for it. The fist drives into his stomach and the kick sends him stumbling hard into one of the cave walls, air knocked out of him.]
[But still, he's grinning, breath heaved out.]
[He leans against the side of the wall, fingers scrabbling against it and nails dirt-packed, and pushes himself off to go again.]
That's more like it, Hien-kun. [He wishes he had his bow and tantou on him in the game like this. Then they could really test each other. Oh well. Even despite that, he goes for a headbutt.]
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[But still, he's grinning, breath heaved out.]
[He leans against the side of the wall, fingers scrabbling against it and nails dirt-packed, and pushes himself off to go again.]
That's more like it, Hien-kun. [He wishes he had his bow and tantou on him in the game like this. Then they could really test each other. Oh well. Even despite that, he goes for a headbutt.]