[Well, that was a risky move, but he didn't fault her for it. His leg was caught with her own, and he actually let her do what she thought that she needed to. Her leverage was good, but Vander had height and weight on his advantage. As she twisted bodily, he lifted his leg from the ground with her still attached to it, wobbling a little on his other grounded foot.
Like a rooted tree, he took a swing for whatever part of her that he could for as long as she remained clinging to his leg. Of course, the first fuzziness of his vision became apparent to him, and he mentally and physically fought against the drugs creeping like rust from the injection point on his shoulder across his body.]
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Like a rooted tree, he took a swing for whatever part of her that he could for as long as she remained clinging to his leg. Of course, the first fuzziness of his vision became apparent to him, and he mentally and physically fought against the drugs creeping like rust from the injection point on his shoulder across his body.]