"You could say that," Josh says, swallowing. He starts to say something else as the illusion is dropped only to get knocked right off his feet and onto his backside by the punch. He lets out a pained little noise as his nose is broken by the blow but it's already starting to pull itself back together.
"Alright, what the hell?" he asks, voice sounding off thanks to the damage to his nose and the blood. "You have some kind of problem with me specifically or are you just a jerk?" he asks, getting up and starting to back away. The healer's senses are reaching out to locate a park or area with less people. He finds it really strange that all the passer-bys aren't paying attention but he still doesn't want to fight right in the middle of a street.
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