For the second time, Raze had held onto Fing's hand, stopping his attack before it reached his face. The first time Raze had simply grabbed onto the hand, because what he said was true.
Due to there being no Qi, he believed there was no real intention behind the attack, and he took Fixteen's words to heart, to not cause trouble, not on a big day like this.
Now though, Raze holding onto his arm for a second time, knew what would be coming if he didn't do anything. A special person would always say he had no backbone, and after losing her he had changed that day.
Making a fist with his hand, Raze gathered his Qi, and threw it out in a singular hit. He didn't know any fist techniques, but he was skilled in using his Qi and was now a middle stage warrior.
