[He feels a moment of triumph when the ripper falls out of Boone's hand. His eyes follow the weapon as it clatters to the ground, which distracts him just enough for Boone's punch to hit its mark. He lets out a hiss of pain, releasing Boone's wrist and grabbing at the collar of shirt instead. Vulpes' hands dig in tightly to the fabric as he throws Boone aside, wanting to get him on the floor.]
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