​     Adam ran full at Alacran, figuring there was no reason to be defensive at all in a situation like that. Alacran stood ready for an attack. He could will his tail to move lightning fast, and if that didn't take Adam out than a nerve toxin in its tip would certainly do the trick. Come on buddy, Alacran thought. Come into my arms.

     Alacran swung a massive fist at Adam so that it'd make contact with Forwarder's skull the moment he got close enough while at the same time his whipping scorpion tail whirled around to strike Adam if the fist missed but, no! No! Neither offensive move connected because Adam then did the impossible. He dropped at the last moment to make a scythe sweep with his left leg, catching Alacran at the back of his ankles, and with enough force to knock him off his feet. Alacran slammed on his back with a loud, clanking, humiliating crash! No! 

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