[A wide grin spread over his face at that mocking jab, feeling the adrenalin pump through his veins like fire and spark his excitement. He may not be happy about any of this and he certainly wouldn't enjoy defeating his brother to cut his wings off, but he did enjoy the rush of a good fight. It's been so long since he could find a good challenge too.]
Not running. [His wings spread, arch and beat as hard as they can to propel him forward with all the strength he can muster. He flies at Michael like a canon ball, blade swinging out at his brother, wings tucked in for speed and protection.]
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Not running. [His wings spread, arch and beat as hard as they can to propel him forward with all the strength he can muster. He flies at Michael like a canon ball, blade swinging out at his brother, wings tucked in for speed and protection.]