He moved unbelievably fast from across the room and stood right in front of Wilfred. Not giving him a second to be impressed or shocked he threw his strongest punch.
Wilfred, as old as he was, was however a bit quicker on his feet, he stepped back majestically avoiding the attack. Sekani's knee was already following up, which was blocked by the butler's hand.
"Thank you for the offer, but I think I'll manage." He smiled, losing his balance but finding it again.
Wilfred's eyes widened in shock, 'he was able to push me back while drunk? Even though I wasn't fighting to kill here, that's still damn impressive. And my hand feels a bit numb, have I really gotten that old...'
"Wondering where I learned to punch and kick? I suppose I have my father to thank. I never did like fighting, I reckon this is why he did it? To fight this stupid system?
