Colin was two paces away when a telescoping blade speared out from Mannequin’s hand, straight at him.
“Stop right there.”
It was luck as much as reflexes that let him stop his run, his feet sliding on the smooth ground, before he ran into the weapon. He dropped onto his back, instinctively rolling with the fall to reduce the impact.
See, here’s the thing about Armmaster:
He can be a douche at times, and he did some pretty nasty things. But he’s also damn cool.
Even in this moment where he’s stopped in his tracks, he manages to make it look pretty awesome, and he isn’t even trying.
The blade snapped back into Mannequin’s hand with enough force that the hand and forearm it was attached to recoiled from the impact.
Because he wasn’t actually trying to hurt Army with it, just stop the charge. If he was trying to hurt him, he could swing the blade at him now.
Unless of course he intends to use a different weapon.
It flipped into the air, and the blade snapped out again to impale the top of the door frame.
Hehe.
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