Bruno staggered sideways a couple steps and clutched at his skull. He heard sounds, voices speaking words that he still couldn't attach meaning to through all the pain.

He tried to bring his mind to comprehend something, anything. What am I doing right now? What was he doing right now. He was trying to prevent these two people here from doing something. He wanted them to do something else. Ah, right. First he needed to stop them. He looked up at the closer one, the one who had reacted faster. He should stop him first.

Bruno reached out to take hold of the other and put him in a simple supinating wristlock. It should be easy to perform it with little to no injury, against an opponent with at best human-ideal reaction times. He knew that he didn't want to hurt him.