"What the hell happened!"
Timo jumped to his feet at the first instance. It took a single glance to know that the man was back to normal. But back to normal didn't imply that his intelligence had increased in any way. He was still intent on pursuing his petty vendetta.
The man turned to Emery angrily, and removed another set of daggers, placing them at his fingers.
"You, it was you, wasn't it?!"
Trying to reason with someone like this was like trying to talk to a rock and expecting it to understand what you were saying at all. Impossible.
Emery decided to take things into his own hands.
He handed the small plate of meatballs over to Elyn, then adjusted his position to properly face Timo.
"Be quiet for once!"
No knives, no energy, no skills. He just took a step forward, and appeared, fists blazing in the man's face.
BANG!
They connected in a small explosion, sending Timo flying back several metres.
