It took Gannicus a moment to register what was happening - his head was full of move and counter-move, and he felt more attuned to the enemy's movements than his words. He felt the man tense and falter beneath him and finally Gannicus realised what had been said. Furious and with his hair plastered damply half across his face, he stared in confusion at the face that suddenly seemed to jump in to clarity through the red haze of aggression.

"Nasir? Nasir, you fuck --" Bewildered - and all the more angry for it - Gannicus dropped his free hand and balled it in to Nasir's overcoat, shaking him once, sharply, before letting go again with a push. Residual rage coursed its way through his veins as he stared at the man beneath him incredulously. "I would have sent you to fucking afterlife!"