[Wolverine dodges the first few, returning a few swipes of his blades at the beast, before one of those punches nails him in the gut. He goes flying, landing on a bench and crushing it in the process. Now that hurt. He shakily gets back to his feet. He's not down yet.]
Feel free to give up anytime, bub. I could do this all day.
[Action]
Feel free to give up anytime, bub. I could do this all day.