Recein, still being in his armor, was in no position to get the upper hand quickly. He knew this, and had worked on his resistance when he could. He braced as he felt the oh so familiar feeling of fingers wiggling under his upper armor. He had to wear it all loose due to the league rules, and this was why.
Recein begin giggling wildly, trying to push his arms, attempting to free himself from the onslaught. In his attempt, he found himself off balance, leaving far too much open for attack, but also a chance at revenge.
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