[Finally, someone who can actually throw a decent punch. Finally someone who doesn't shrink back at his challenge. Finally...he can cut loose, let himself give in to his wrath, his fury. He doesn't have to play nice. He doesn't have to keep himself locked up. He can beat someone down the way he knows how.
F I N A L L Y.
Guzma lets out a hysteric laugh as he takes a swing himself, his fist aimed for the other man's gut. And he doesn't stop there, either. If Finley lurches forward from the first strike, Guzma's other arm will meet him half way down, plowing into his jaw. All the while, he looks manic, his face split into the widest grin he can mange. Regret? Oh no...no, no, no! If anything, he should be thanking this stupid, stupid boy.
2/2
F I N A L L Y.
Guzma lets out a hysteric laugh as he takes a swing himself, his fist aimed for the other man's gut. And he doesn't stop there, either. If Finley lurches forward from the first strike, Guzma's other arm will meet him half way down, plowing into his jaw. All the while, he looks manic, his face split into the widest grin he can mange. Regret? Oh no...no, no, no! If anything, he should be thanking this stupid, stupid boy.
He's having so much fun.]