-- @indxgoes
This was exactly as he expected.
"Okay," Cliff stated as he stood across from Indigo. He took a few breaths, calming himself down as his heart rate raced. They hadn't even interacted for more than a few minutes before their fight had began. He expected as much - he knew his oldest was never the type to talk before he acted, it had always been the opposite with him. He rolled his shoulders back, moving the tension across him as he realized he wouldn't be able to reveal who he was until Indigo was subdued. "We're about to be done here and then, you'll listen to me," Cliff announced to Indigo.
Just like with Scarlett, Cliff expected this to get very bloody, very fast. At this rate, he only expected 2 out of the 4 to not react into a fight but with all of the changes that happened, that was probably wrong. All of their sons were skilled at hand-to-hand combat (he should know, he made sure they would be able to defend themselves and their families when it came down to the line - as all men should). However, for how skilled his sons were, he knew he was better.
Cliff rushed forward, ready to hit Indigo with his shoulder for the take down. He'd switch up, moving from a take down to a left handed hook and followed by a quick uppercut. He had to move fast and use all of the brute strength he was known with. Indigo hadn't said anything but Cliff could smell the genetic mutation that happened upon his oldest.
