Laharl landed back on the balcony of the box, watching Hamel's movements. He had been expecting him to dodge, or rather Laharl hoped he would or this fight was going to be incredibly short lived. And Hamel did quite easily. Good. Maybe he was going to get some kinda fight out of thi--
What the hell?!
Earplugs had kept him from hearing Hamel's tirade, and suddenly he found he unexpectedly had a music stand coming at him.
BAM! It hit Laharl hard. He tried to keep his balance on the balcony, but it failed and he teetered then fell, landing with a spectacular crash amongst the first few rows of seats.
There was silence for a moment, then Laharl popped up from between the rows of seats, looking really no worse for wear, just incredibly annoyed. "WHAT THE HELL KIND OF ATTACK WAS THAT?!?!" he yelled exasperatedly. Of course, not that he'd hear Hamel's reply.
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What the hell?!
Earplugs had kept him from hearing Hamel's tirade, and suddenly he found he unexpectedly had a music stand coming at him.
BAM! It hit Laharl hard. He tried to keep his balance on the balcony, but it failed and he teetered then fell, landing with a spectacular crash amongst the first few rows of seats.
There was silence for a moment, then Laharl popped up from between the rows of seats, looking really no worse for wear, just incredibly annoyed. "WHAT THE HELL KIND OF ATTACK WAS THAT?!?!" he yelled exasperatedly. Of course, not that he'd hear Hamel's reply.