[The punch connects squarely, sending the boy to the ground, rolling a few feet. He gets right back up again with a pause. This was getting nowhere. It was about time for a strategic retreat. Unfortunately, the open fields would not let him make a very concealed escape. He'd have to disable the death god somehow.]
[And so he dashes towards Grell, leaping over his head, aiming his dagger to slash at one of his wings.]
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[And so he dashes towards Grell, leaping over his head, aiming his dagger to slash at one of his wings.]