Anthony had simultaneously underestimated Noah's and overestimated his own usefulness in a situation like this. He hadn't expected the kick, which was exactly why it managed to actually hit him. Luckily for him, the wall stopped him from completely falling onto the ground like the scrawny little weakling he is — but, unluckily, it did make him let go of the bastard's arm. It took a moment, but he tried to regain stability. "Nice bluff, dipshit," he taunted. Maybe it wasn't the wisest idea to mock and taunt him, right now, but Anthony didn't seem to care about that.