[center][h3]Claude[/h3][/center]

Claude kept both eyes on the image at the right. Somehow, he taught that was the real one. Or if they were both real and Claude was just seeing the afterimages, well, that was cool too. 

He had to come near to attack him anyway, and that would be when his downfall would come. 

The assassin leapt towards him and started slashing and dicing at Claude. While some proper armor might've stopped the attacks and not really hurt him, the fact that Claude did not wear any armor, at least in his upper body, allowed the assassin to make a lot more damage than he probably thought he would at first. 

Despite the punishment, however, the mercenary was steadfast. It was not enough to topple him, and as the Assassin slashed his stomach, he turned down to see him. 

At first serious, it was then that Claude brought both of his arms together and tried to hug the assassin, taking his feet off the ground for several centimeters, and then he smiled. 

His wounds were bleeding, but if he managed to take the assassin into his deadly embrace, then it was all over. 

He would start putting more and more strength in the hug, soon making the assassin's back crack and make horrible noises. After punishing some with that bear hug, Claude would go on, arc his back backwards and slam the assassin's head against the ground. 

Again, if the assassin managed to escape again, Claude would stop trying to render him unconscious and actually try to kill him with his next attack.