[Claws. Oh great. Now Jean actually wishes he could turn into the Beast form whenever he wants. He eyes the surroundings. At least there'd be a few swords from the broken suits of armor. Not the most reliable type of weapon considering how old they probably are, but...
Jean dodges the swipe and attempts to throw a punch in retaliation, aimed at his stomach. It's a beastly instinct but also Jean's natural defensive instincts.]
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Jean dodges the swipe and attempts to throw a punch in retaliation, aimed at his stomach. It's a beastly instinct but also Jean's natural defensive instincts.]
I didn't ask to host a party.