Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-30488984-20180228020932

Jarik is shocked by the speed of the xenos. Stumbling away, Jarik grabs his wounded arm with his free hand as bright crimson blood drenches his battle plate and gauntlets. He growls in anger and pain, intent on making the creature pay dearly for these wounds.

Noting that his wounded axe arm would be slowed by the deep gash, Jarik decides to change his approach. Attempting to close the distance once with a single leap, Jarik brings his fist to bear and tries to smash the creature's face in with a punch from his left gauntlet, expecting that his unexpected approach would surprise his foe. He then tries to follow up his punch with a swing of his axe in a high diagonal arc at the creature's neck, though it greatly pains his arm to do so since the muscles in his arm are partially severed by the gash. He grunts with effort, leaving a trail of blood in his wake.

He logically concludes that the staggering effect of his punch would slow the creature enough for his axe to hit home despite the telegraphed and slow nature of his swing. He is too busy to take note of the battle around him as he is entirely focussed on trying to defeat the officer standing infront of him.