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Azrael grabbed Mat, lifted him by the throat, and slammed him. "What are you going to do? I am beating you at your own game now."
Azrael took the hoof to the side, didn't budge, and calmly stood back up. Maya winced. "Mat, you can just tap now..."
Azrael countered with a hard headbutt of his own.
He lifted the other foreleg and picked Mat up, standing on his hind legs, holding him upside-down, belly-to-belly. He fell hard on his flank,...
Azrael caught and twisted his foreleg, dragging him to the ground.
Azrael delivered a swift jab to his throat as he drew near enough.
Azrael rolled, dodging the kick, and stood. "You surely did not think you could put me down."
Azrael suddenly sat straight up and silently stared at Mat, studying his every motion.
Azrael seemed to go limp, quickly flopping onto his back. Maya, Dusty and Raven gasped at this.
Azrael let this occur to see what would happen.
I actually call classical my second favorite.
Azrael reared his head back and delivered three hard headbutts to Mat's face before releasing him.
Azrael took the headbutt and stumbled back a single step. He responded by reaching for Mat's head with his hooves.
Azrael spun his body around and attempted to box Mat's ears as he got close.
Azrael snapped his back hooves straight for his skull.
Azrael remained still and silent.
"Aren't you?" He straightened himself up, still facing away.
Azrael took the blow to the head, making him flip. He landed on his hooves, however, facing away from Mat. "Lucky shot..."
Azrael took the blow with a grunt, being thrown back. "*squee!*!"
Azrael anticipated this. Mat probably wished the Deadstallion would be so easy, but he was security for Maya for a reason. He adjusted his limbs...
