[The clash of weapons, steel against steel, made Saul forget everything else. Now he was in battle, now he felt no pain and knew no worry. He handled the hook one handed as usual - the other arm hung limp - but that had always been enough, the weapon would not be torn from his grip. He held onto it, and as Gojyo charged, twisted his arm to loop both wire and chain around it to get a better hold.
He slid nimbly out of the way and around - aware, suddenly, of how slow his wounds made him, the torn thigh muscle protesting the weight put on it, and that he would have to keep Gojyo very angry to stop the man seeing and exploiting this weakness. But he made it out of the way with half a handspan to spare. Now he was behind Gojyo, and casting his own chain around him to trip him down.]
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He slid nimbly out of the way and around - aware, suddenly, of how slow his wounds made him, the torn thigh muscle protesting the weight put on it, and that he would have to keep Gojyo very angry to stop the man seeing and exploiting this weakness. But he made it out of the way with half a handspan to spare. Now he was behind Gojyo, and casting his own chain around him to trip him down.]