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"Thank you Hans. You may rise." As Hans rose Verza unexpectedly threw a punch at him out of nowhere and for seemingly no reason. Acting on instinct he threw up his right arm as he rose to his full height to deflect the punch while swinging Dämons Fluch around in a mighty swing aimed at the man's torso. Something struck him as odd though. Why on earth would a man try and punch somebody in full plate armor? They wouldn't be able to so much as dent the armor while more than likely breaking their own hand. It was only too late that he realized just who the man he was swinging at was. In the excitement of the moment all he had been focused on was the battle and now he could only watch in horror, as if he was looking out of someone else's eyes as he saw his hammer closing the gap between it and the High Priest with tremendous force.