[Richtofen bucks underneath Hallelujah, breathless for a moment because of the punch. His body runs purely on instinct, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Every stab of pain sets off alarm bells, makes his already frantic heart beat wilder, and it sends him into a frenzy that can almost be called animalistic in nature.
He twists his body, kicks out his legs, and wrenches his arms around in an attempt to throw his attacker off. He's vaguely aware that his gun is now laying just out of his reach, and he whips his head around to fix Hallelujah with a wide-eyed glare, blood streaking down one side of his face.]
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He twists his body, kicks out his legs, and wrenches his arms around in an attempt to throw his attacker off. He's vaguely aware that his gun is now laying just out of his reach, and he whips his head around to fix Hallelujah with a wide-eyed glare, blood streaking down one side of his face.]