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Autumn has come to Sherwood and there's a bite to the air as the leaves change colors. Will pulls up his hood as he leaves Atton out onto the road,

"Lincoln, aye?"

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Atton takes a moment just to breathe and consolidate his footing, before heading after Much, staying in a defensive stance but punching out at his chest.

This time Much does his best to block and tries to grab for Atton again.

Atton is grabbed, but he hooks one leg around one of Much's, to prevent himself from being lifted up again.

Its an effective move and slightly over tilts Much who starts to lose his balance.

Atton takes the opportunity to aim another headbutt at him.

That knocks him off his feet and he goes down hard but tries to take Atton with him.

Atton makes a concerted effort to keep standing, shoving Much away.

So Much shoves back and leans on Atton.

Much is heavier and stronger than Atton, so Atton starts to overbalance.

With a crowing sort of laugh and grunt, Much moves to push Atton to the ground and kick him in the groin.

Atton's landing is softer this time, and he isn't injured in the process.

Except then Much's foot hits his groin, and Atton bites back a noise, wincing and curling slightly.

Much laughs again and kicks Atton once more, this time in the side where he thinks there might be a hurt rib.

Atton lets out a partly stifled cry, turning onto his side.

"Best be givin' up."

Atton groans, turning again, onto his front, and bracing his arms against the ground, before starting to rise to his feet.

"Will just knock ye down 'gain."

"Oh, you're such a pessimist," Atton says, getting to his feet. "How fast are you?"

Much just looks smug and moves to punch Atton in the face.

"I didn't ask for a practical demonstration," Atton says, leaning back out of the way.

"Should just be quiet an give up."

The crowd that's steadily gathered around them laughs.

Atton backs off a little, beckoning.

He's fairly sure he can't win, but he may as well give it a shot.

"Why, not confident y'can actually beat me?"

"Ye're all but beaten."

Much swaggers as he moves towards Atton.

"Y'do raise a good point," Atton says, mildly, raising his fists.

So Much's grin grows as he starts moving in with fast punches to Atton's face and torso. The crowd starts cheering, they know an endgame when they see it.

Atton blocks, taking a few steps back, but Much is strong, and his arms start to go numb.