[Beaten down as he is, Axel still has no intention of giving up- nor cheating, no matter how tempting the idea of setting the handle of Roxas' bat on fire is. Ami said a clean fight, so that's what this will be.
His empty hand feels awkward and clunky, so Axel grips the bat with two hands, swinging out blindly from under Roxas' flurry of blows- he ducks and aims low, hoping to avoid a couple of swings while he's at it.
Whap!
Right in the shin! 'What a tiny victory to be pleased over', screams every one of his bruises- but Axel doesn't really care. It feels good to get some of his anger out, so he keeps swinging.]
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His empty hand feels awkward and clunky, so Axel grips the bat with two hands, swinging out blindly from under Roxas' flurry of blows- he ducks and aims low, hoping to avoid a couple of swings while he's at it.
Whap!
Right in the shin! 'What a tiny victory to be pleased over', screams every one of his bruises- but Axel doesn't really care. It feels good to get some of his anger out, so he keeps swinging.]