"It was all combat all the time. Fire away." He tenses up, his entire posture and body language changing in an instant. Arc of orange lightning crackled up the length of his wings as he came onto the balls of his feet. Davesprite looked a lot less like some kid when poised to fight. His stance was something hammered into him over the years and his attention was sharp. But, he didn't do the stupid holding still crap, he still sways and after a second relaxes. "Come on, go go go."