[Hawke gave a sharp nod, before a scuffle of feet from nearby drew her attention. Her attention snapped to the noise. Noting one of the Team Skull bandits, her fist shot out.]
[The crunch from the man's nose was nothing short of satisfying.]
[Behind her, Aveline the Honedge hovered impatiently, perhaps even annoyed. She was practically useless if Hawke was going to be solving this with violence.]
[Hawke paid her no mind, instead glancing at Jack with a satisfied smirk.]
Not bad, right? It's why they call me the Champion. [Maker, she was loving this.]
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[The crunch from the man's nose was nothing short of satisfying.]
[Behind her, Aveline the Honedge hovered impatiently, perhaps even annoyed. She was practically useless if Hawke was going to be solving this with violence.]
[Hawke paid her no mind, instead glancing at Jack with a satisfied smirk.]
Not bad, right? It's why they call me the Champion. [Maker, she was loving this.]