[He hadn't truly expected a killing blow - Gojyo was far too competent to really fall for that trick, he could tell - but Saul was satisfied with having drawn blood. Building on that momentum, he was prepared to pivot and stab again, this time into Gojyo's back, when the other's foot caught him, snaking in between two steps. On two healthy legs, he might've been able to keep his balance with an effort; injured, he hadn't a hope.
He barely managed to keep the good hold on his hook as he stumbled and fell flat, unable to block his fall with one hand on his weapon and the other a wreck. His chest slammed against the pavement and already broken ribs made a sick crunching sound. He brought his knees under him in a twisting move that, had he been able to feel pain at this point, would've hurt enough to knock him out. Even as it were, he was sluggish, muscles tight as he expected the inevitable next blow.
But the hook was still in his hand, and he braced himself for the half-desperate move of turning over and cutting blindly at whatever tried to hit him.]
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Date: 2009-06-23 10:39 pm (UTC)He barely managed to keep the good hold on his hook as he stumbled and fell flat, unable to block his fall with one hand on his weapon and the other a wreck. His chest slammed against the pavement and already broken ribs made a sick crunching sound. He brought his knees under him in a twisting move that, had he been able to feel pain at this point, would've hurt enough to knock him out. Even as it were, he was sluggish, muscles tight as he expected the inevitable next blow.
But the hook was still in his hand, and he braced himself for the half-desperate move of turning over and cutting blindly at whatever tried to hit him.]