No, perhaps I was mistaken. You're less than a dog... you have the ability to reason like a man, but voluntarily choose to behave as a beast.

[Vulpes studies his opponent as he sways along with his complete lack of form. It almost doesn't seem worth his time.]

If you insist.

[His own form has been perfected from a lifetime of hard training within the Legion. Although his head is still pounding, Vulpes forces himself to fall into that fighting stance before darting forward, aiming a right hook to Miguel's chin.]