[He stops immediately, still tense and ready for another attack - this time expecting another blow to the face or something - and while he's winded, sore and his jaw is already bruising, like hell is he backing down from this right now.
But when it's clear that Slade is done here, his hands slowly dropped to his sides, some of the tension easing from his face.]
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But when it's clear that Slade is done here, his hands slowly dropped to his sides, some of the tension easing from his face.]
Okay.