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- One stepped close, holding a ball-peen hammer in each hand. He closed on Golem, invading his personal space, until their noses were touching.
- Golem tried to wrap the Harbinger in a bear-hug, felt only the faint drag of cloth against the metal of his gauntlets, empty air. His intended target had ducked low.
- He drove a knee forward. Tight, contained movements, give them as little to work with as possible.
- No contact. Of course.
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