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TalOS ran over and tried to slam his left fist into his brother only for Leman Russ to shift himself to the side. Leman Russ, seeing the chance, quickly brought his hands over and slammed into the back of TalOS. The sound of bone cracking was heard throughout the hall as TalOS was sent spinning to the other side. Leman however did not escape as he was given a helpful serving of Mechanrites into the back.
In a second TalOS flipper a series of dampeners within his mind and using the spin to land and attack with a left handed hook. Leman Russ was sent back but caught the ground without a moment’s issue.
TalOS knew the end was nigh and charged his brother. But instead of taking the chance to land a pair of shots into TalOS, Leman Russ moved to grab the extended left arm of TalOS. TalOS’s feet quickly left the wooden floors with the roar of space wolves. The world turned around the Tech Priest as he was sent face first into the floor. The amount of force easily shattering the steel wood floors.
TalOS could detect the massive amounts of pain going through his system as he stayed there for a second. As he went to move his arm TalOS noticed that his right arm had failed to respond to his mental commands. A quick showed the Primarch that the rest of his body was also failing except for his left arm.
So as Leman Russ came towards him TalOS used the Mechanrites to pick himself up before giving a swing of his hand into the hit of his brother. The attack when connected caused blood spewing from the local cuts that TalOS made several minutes before this moment. However Leman Russ did not lose his balance as TalOS would have wanted from his brother.
Instead the Wolfman charged the Tech Priest and sent them both flying with a tackle. TalOS could feel himself being rolled in the arms of his brother as he was sent to the floor once again with his stomach facing the ceiling. It was then that Leman Russ shakily picked himself up and placed a single foot upon the exposed midsection of his brother.
“Your stomach faces the sky, it is my win.” Declared the Primarch as he looked down upon his brother.
“You should have told me that was the condition for winning. I am sure I could have calculated a method of placing you on your back seven attempts ago.”
“Ha, you wish brother.” Leman Russ claimed as he placed a tired hand towards his brother, “But you knew this would always be the result.”
TalOS accepted the hand and slowly rose, “Ha, I did. I am no fool, Leman, you are the far better close quarters combatant than I am. I only wanted to give you my best.”
“Such doubt in your own ability brother.” Laughed the Russ as TalOS was lifted, “But you’re right.”
