A cigar in his mouth, Crocodile looked at the two Vulcans, they seemingly would want to team up against the sole mage. Blowing out a puff of smoke, Crocodile waited anxiously for whatever the Vulcans would be up to any moment now, ready for any possibilities up ahead. The jacket that hung loose on his shoulders started flapping, the gentle gusts of wind blew past it. The momentary silence were filled with the gussy sound of the wind, making the scene look epic and stuff.
Having got tired of waiting, Crocodile was actually glad that one of the Vulcans actually started a move. The second Vulcan dashed towards the blonde, a spinning punch meant to hit his head. Crocodile ducked in time, doing a backflip as he evaded the sweep kick next. As he landed on the ground, Crocodile had no time to stop and stare, the third Vulcan coming from behind. It sent a chop down to his shoulder, which Crocodile stopped using his left hand. Hand blocked, the Vulcan pulled its leg back, letting it go with sheer force for a kick. Crocodile sighed, sidestepping the straight kick barely. Backing away as soon as he had the chance, Crocodile looked at the Vulcans, only to see a fourth one coming from behind the trees. “More? Fuck.”
Having got tired of waiting, Crocodile was actually glad that one of the Vulcans actually started a move. The second Vulcan dashed towards the blonde, a spinning punch meant to hit his head. Crocodile ducked in time, doing a backflip as he evaded the sweep kick next. As he landed on the ground, Crocodile had no time to stop and stare, the third Vulcan coming from behind. It sent a chop down to his shoulder, which Crocodile stopped using his left hand. Hand blocked, the Vulcan pulled its leg back, letting it go with sheer force for a kick. Crocodile sighed, sidestepping the straight kick barely. Backing away as soon as he had the chance, Crocodile looked at the Vulcans, only to see a fourth one coming from behind the trees. “More? Fuck.”
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