"Oh come on now... Get up little hero, I'm not quite done with you yet.~" All Smite would growl out as he circled you. He had beaten you senseless. You were bloodied, bruised, and your body screamed at you to run. But that wasn't what a hero did. No a hero would stand up and continue fighting until their last breath. He knew that oh so well, it was why it came to his advantage. Another swift and rough punch to your gut would have you flying backwards. Crashing roughly to the pavement.