[Okay, he's got to admit, he wasn't expecting Elsword to grab him. Given the fact he dodges out of the way when he ducks to wrap his arms around his torso, Wolfwood whiffs the punch entirely and feels himself suddenly leave the ground. Just, his feet get swept off the floor, his hands flying down to grab at the back of Elsword's clothing with an enraged snarl. It's no use though, he has no leverage when he's been scooped, and without preamble he feels his body being thrown hard onto that table, which is going to split straight down the middle when his spine hits it like they're having an action film brawl or something.
The only problem? Because he nat20'd somehow, Wolfwood manages to keep hold of Elsword even as he's thrown. Through sheer force of rage, he keeps his claws dug in as he falls.
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The only problem?
Because he nat20'd somehow, Wolfwood manages to keep hold of Elsword even as he's thrown. Through sheer force of rage, he keeps his claws dug in as he falls.You're coming down with him, bitch.]