[Logan]
I guess my instincts are not always right. Tossing my head back in a reverse headbutt, I managed to catch the rogue off guard. Throwing a leg out behind me, followed by a rapid spin, I was able to completely knock him off balance as well.
Wasting no time, I leaned in, ground my knee into his crotch, and crushed my fingers into his throat. He may be a rogue, but he was still a man, and a knee to the family jewels was enough to incapacitate anyone. The close proximity allowed me to pick up his scent. He displayed some characteristics of a rogue, yet he smelled like something else.
The rogue’s face showed pain but not as much as I would expect given the location of my knee. Perhaps his rogue status offered a neurological blockage to a certain
