" CLANG!"
" TCH! [Of course. His track suits armored!"]
Caldo dashed back after seeing Fikell block the attack with his wrists. Either layered into or on the inside of the tracksuit was steel that Caldo could not penetrate...At least on the first try.
[" Makes sense. I'm sure I'm not the first to use a weapon against him. He's probably prepared for all those scenarios."]
The rain water began to douse the flame revealing Fikell st adding with basically zero damage. Though it seemed some of the flames snuck through as a part of his ragged yellow scarf burned for a moment before the rain put it out...Caldo twirled his axe in his hand. contemplating his next move.
[" This kid is tough...He's not particularly powerful but he makes up for it with good positioning and placement of his attacks...Plus his inability to be burned by my attacks is a pain."]
