He caught the punch in his right hand, having expected her to attack, his silk glove catching her fist.
"Ah, my dear, how predictable and slow! Do you really wish to fight? I haven't even attacked you yet."
He released her fist and slowly took off the silk glove, revealing his black metal hand, chuckling.
"Ah, my dear, how predictable and slow! Do you really wish to fight? I haven't even attacked you yet."
He released her fist and slowly took off the silk glove, revealing his black metal hand, chuckling.