Damn you >.>
As Guts was gazing at the strange figure standing before him, he only but smirks at his appearance. He then grabs his coat by it's neckguard and throws it on the ground. Guts is seen wearing a black undershirt, with both of his fists bandaged up in a thick rope. He interlocks his fingers and cracks his finger joints, releasing a very pleasent sound. He looks at the " Hannibal " straight in the eye and puts up his stance with both of his arms held up in a high guard with his left arm further then his right and his left leg infront of his right, forming a triangle with his legs. His right leg is on the balls of its feet, making it easier to deliver fast roundhouse kicks. Guts without hesitating chargers towards his opponent while keeping his hands up covering his face. When right next to his opponent he quickly lashes out a kick from his left leg into his thigh, also using it sorf of like a spring to do a combination of kicks. After kicking the thigh he then jumps up into the air and with its left leg retracted in its standard postion, his right leg lashes out and strikes Lecter right in the jaw knocking him out cold.
