[ Garrot has no intention of letting this fucking poser touch him.
And suddenly, he's gone. Or at least the middle Garrot and one of the side closer to Olivia are, in a puff of golden-bronze dust. The third, the furthest, strafes further to keep "Eight's" back to her before dodge-rolling further out of the way.
But when he's stable again, and sure he's out of the line of fire, he'll be thrusting his trident-spear in an attempt to catch the closest elbow joint between a bunch of slicey, pointy bits.
Unlike Olivia, his enthusiasm isn't an afterthought, because it's trying to kill him. ]
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And suddenly, he's gone. Or at least the middle Garrot and one of the side closer to Olivia are, in a puff of golden-bronze dust. The third, the furthest, strafes further to keep "Eight's" back to her before dodge-rolling further out of the way.
But when he's stable again, and sure he's out of the line of fire, he'll be thrusting his trident-spear in an attempt to catch the closest elbow joint between a bunch of slicey, pointy bits.
Unlike Olivia, his enthusiasm isn't an afterthought, because it's trying to kill him. ]