Tch... what would you know about Calamity stuff? You're a friggin' doll!

[He shifted a step and took that to the chin, ticking a stack off of his cover. He chose to advance in a rushdown. Can't cast magic if you're too busy to waggle your dumb stick around.]

Get lost! You, and whoever the hell made ya!

[A pivot and a swing. C'mere, ya little bastard!]