( His wrist is grabbed, but when he drops the knife, his other hand moves to grab it, launching it as quickly and violently as he can at the beast before him. Shealtiel is high alert now, and the blink of his many eyes coming into focus shows that, along with his teeth pointed like fangs. His motions are nothing like the clumsy way he normally holds himself, fumbling about in any of his missions back in "hell". This Shealtiel moves like a killer, a trapped animal, a monster.
He's angry, and it's clear in the way he thrashes. He wants to free himself even if it means he'll be hurt, and he wants to get to Azula. He doesn't care!! His motions, both stabbing and kicking and yanking, are accented with his words. )
Shut up! I'm tired of people trying to tell me what to do! I'm here because I want to be!
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He's angry, and it's clear in the way he thrashes. He wants to free himself even if it means he'll be hurt, and he wants to get to Azula. He doesn't care!! His motions, both stabbing and kicking and yanking, are accented with his words. )
Shut up! I'm tired of people trying to tell me what to do! I'm here because I want to be!