[Opting for self-preservation, or perhaps she was simply startled, Chainsaw took off into the sky and away from the fighting. Ronan didn't notice. His fingers dug into his skin as he covered his eyes, as if that could stop the images flashing through his mind. His father dead. His body mutilated. And his face...
When Ronan hit the ground, instinct took over. He was still mostly stuck in his memory and he shoved at Dixon, and tried to strike him with his shaking hand.]
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When Ronan hit the ground, instinct took over. He was still mostly stuck in his memory and he shoved at Dixon, and tried to strike him with his shaking hand.]
You fucking psychopath!