[Vic grins fiercely at Jax's reaction, laughs loud and hard, like it's all one big joke. He's not at his peak anymore, but he's adaptive, and no slouch even like this. Faster than size would imply he should be. He presses his attack, swipes at him again as he rushes forward; he sees the gun, he's not an idiot, but it's been so long since that's mattered he ignores it. Reaches for his throat after slashing at his belly, intent on having a little fun first. Like a cat playing with a mouse.]
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