Figg put up absolutely no argument. He hadn't even seen the construct moving, nevermind being capable of blocking or avoiding its strike. If it hadn't been for Belladonna, then his head would have been rolling across the floor.
Dying wouldn't be the end of the world, at least on this side, but it would just be humiliating to die to something he didn't even see. That would put him on the level of those useless little scavengers.
Raev's thumbs up and goofy smile was hidden behind yet another cloud of smoke that billowed from his nostrils, like he was some ancient and slumbering dragon, whilst Revenant simply grunted and scoffed.
"Yeah, sure. Whatever. If this is what you need meat head."
