DANCE WITH THE SILVER HORDE ( II )
Mark did not let up as he sent the two hurtling back whenever they got closer. He had attempted Leo's move a couple of times but always somehow managed to get his hand caught by their mandibles before reaching their maxillae.
"He said something about actively incorporating our stats... Let's try it again," Mark thought to himself, his fighting spirit ignited.
The two silver ants rushed over again, even though they had been knocked back a couple of times, unrelenting.
Mark approached them, an action contrary to what he had been doing, which was to wait for them to get within reach, then attack.
He rushed towards one of the ants, ignoring the other. As he got within reach, the creature opened its mandibles, its weapon against Mark, a being with armor nearly as impenetrable as theirs.