Galefore's eyes were wide at this sudden shock. It was a definate surprise to be smacked in the face by a point blank fireball, and it had caused a bloody mess all over his face. His moustache was sparking repeatedly, as he wiped the blood off of himself. His opponent was now temporarily handless, which was an obvious advantage, considering that Galefore himself has one and only one weakness. This weakness wouldn't even be uttered here, on a field of battle. The monk before him was staring at his nub, until he looked up at the Gerudo. Galefore was about to snap, at such an insolent little cocky... but he realized, this was his usual tactic. To be cocky and annoying enough to weaken his opponents. Galefore decided to turn the ol' cocky juice on again, and smiled widely.
"Well Aidan, I guess my little friend here caused a flesh wound. You don't mind pain though, do ya nubby?" He said, laughing at his own little poke at the monk's "accident". |