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Easton felt the kick catch him sharply in the ribs and the breath was knocked out of him. Still tightly gripping Dramur he tumbled back, knocking his tail-bone painfully against the ground. He winced, rubbing his back.
"I'm the coward? You attack us when our Queen is sick and try to stop us from getting the herb! Who is the real coward?" Then, turning to Marie, he nodded. "Help Kaito! I got this." Then, once again, he charged. But instead of hacking upwards he dove forwards onto his chest and swept his blade around to hit Tiger in the shins.
"I'm the coward? You attack us when our Queen is sick and try to stop us from getting the herb! Who is the real coward?" Then, turning to Marie, he nodded. "Help Kaito! I got this." Then, once again, he charged. But instead of hacking upwards he dove forwards onto his chest and swept his blade around to hit Tiger in the shins.




