[He couldn't help but swing another punch as he growled the words, aiming for Dodger's stomach to make him double over.
Lips curled in an angry snarl at Dodger's ridiculous goading, he grabs the front of his shirt with both hands, grabbing as much fabric as possible, and then proceeded to drag him towards the front door. If Dodger wasn't going to leave willingly, then Ragnar was going to throw him out. Even if what he really wanted to do was grab his axe.]
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[He couldn't help but swing another punch as he growled the words, aiming for Dodger's stomach to make him double over.
Lips curled in an angry snarl at Dodger's ridiculous goading, he grabs the front of his shirt with both hands, grabbing as much fabric as possible, and then proceeded to drag him towards the front door. If Dodger wasn't going to leave willingly, then Ragnar was going to throw him out. Even if what he really wanted to do was grab his axe.]