It was a simple thrust of his fist, an action any man could take at any moment, but the difference was felt by the black-haired, pale Argonaut as he defended against it with his bare arms. The impact didn't stop at just the body of Avdima, shattering the ground behind the man from the sheer force alone.
All the same, Fai smiled wide as he sank into the sacred dance--a performance so rare, a precious thing to him that he held close to his heart.
This guy--I can go all-out against him! My heart is beating so rapidly with excitement!...Avdima! Fai thought.
Caressing his form, a subtle, but existing, golden aura ran along the edges of Fai's body as he continued throwing his fists in a variety of ways towards the defending Argonaut. Even while defending against the flurry of attacks, Avdima's eyes never left Fai himself, watching him carefully with those somber, inhuman, sable gems.
