Vasiliy frowns, studying the whole of the man, watching his joints flex and extend without issue. His lip might be the most jarring sight, with its bright crimson blood, but he's been trained to be far more concerned about his head. He went down hard from the looks of it, and on a hard surface, slamming his occipital lobe. ]
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Vasiliy frowns, studying the whole of the man, watching his joints flex and extend without issue. His lip might be the most jarring sight, with its bright crimson blood, but he's been trained to be far more concerned about his head. He went down hard from the looks of it, and on a hard surface, slamming his occipital lobe. ]
How does your head feel?