[ Nero's fist smacks against the linoleum in the space Harry's face used to occupy. The young man swiftly rights himself, shaking off what's likely to be a blossoming bruise in his fist. ]
All right, so you're less of a pushover than I gave you credit for.
[ Which means he's gonna have to get creative. The obvious answer to this is to hook a foot in a nearby chair and swiveling it into his grasp so he can chuck it at Harry's face. ]
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All right, so you're less of a pushover than I gave you credit for.
[ Which means he's gonna have to get creative. The obvious answer to this is to hook a foot in a nearby chair and swiveling it into his grasp so he can chuck it at Harry's face. ]