"That's not how it happened!" Giriko snapped. He was sure it wasn't rebound, but he knew telling Travis how it really had gone down would only make the young man more pissed off.

"What the fuck right do you have to decide, anyway?" he snarled, kicking out as Travis' blade arched down towards his head. Sparks flew as he blocked it with a forearm, chains spinning wildly with a roar, his leg going straight for Travis' midsection with more chains glinting wickedly.

"Good for fucking you, Crownless King," he added with a smirk. "People die when they fight me."

Travis should have to roll again to avoid, and when he did, he would roll straight towards his golem, standing inconspicuously nearby like a piece of statuary.