There's the flash of a shadow in the corner of the young boy's gaze, first one side, then the other, near silent steps hitting the roof and suddenly Bro Strider is there blade sweeping out - he'll graze the kid or disarm him, maybe miss if he's fast enough.
It's not as if he ever goes out to really hurt him, anyway.]
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Just who he was waiting for.
There's the flash of a shadow in the corner of the young boy's gaze, first one side, then the other, near silent steps hitting the roof and suddenly Bro Strider is there blade sweeping out - he'll graze the kid or disarm him, maybe miss if he's fast enough.
It's not as if he ever goes out to really hurt him, anyway.]