[Matt wasn't in so gracious a mood. The violence lately had been increasing, and it had been at the hands of individuals like this. Young punks who thought death was a myth, or something glorious to aim towards. With a flick of his wrist, his baton detached and headed out for the hand holding the knife. He hit hard enough for fingers to numb and release the weapon, the detachable part retracting back to snap onto the baton with a mechanical click.
No real damage done, Matt tipped his head as the guy grabbed at his wrist, cursing. One cracked finger bone and a few bruised tendons. Matt considered it a light lesson learned. The guy paused, then made as if to bend to pick up the knife. Matt took another step closer.]
Consider that and your hand the price for this very effective lesson. Keep it up and I'll add a tax.
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No real damage done, Matt tipped his head as the guy grabbed at his wrist, cursing. One cracked finger bone and a few bruised tendons. Matt considered it a light lesson learned. The guy paused, then made as if to bend to pick up the knife. Matt took another step closer.]
Consider that and your hand the price for this very effective lesson. Keep it up and I'll add a tax.