[ Knives. Damian rolls to the side, dodging the blow meant for his hands. Titus barking behind him, and Damian's attention is torn from the enemy long enough for him to snap back at the hound. ]
Titus, go! Pennyworth! Go!
[ He needs Titus out of the room, unwilling to risk his dog's life, or to risk the distraction. Commanding him to find Pennyworth will help him quickly locate the butler later. Two birds, one stone.
The command works. Titus, pup that he is, whines and pleas but darts out of the room at the second iteration of go, and Damian--
--Damian took his eyes off the enemy for a second too long. He's quick to jump back, but the lunge catches him, the blade slicing through the flimsy material of his button-up top to cut a gash into his side, and he snarls, swinging the spade up at the Talon's head in furious retaliation. ]
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Titus, go! Pennyworth! Go!
[ He needs Titus out of the room, unwilling to risk his dog's life, or to risk the distraction. Commanding him to find Pennyworth will help him quickly locate the butler later. Two birds, one stone.
The command works. Titus, pup that he is, whines and pleas but darts out of the room at the second iteration of go, and Damian--
--Damian took his eyes off the enemy for a second too long. He's quick to jump back, but the lunge catches him, the blade slicing through the flimsy material of his button-up top to cut a gash into his side, and he snarls, swinging the spade up at the Talon's head in furious retaliation. ]