Squall grunts when the punch lands, barely lessened by his failed attempt to pull out of the way. The movement halted by Tidus's grip on his sleeveless shirt. He loosens his fist to grab Tidus's shirt in turn, quick steps back at the push until he pivots to swap their positions so he could be the one doing the shoving. A much faster and harsher shove towards the wall.
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