Ouroboros Spine Get My Bow And Arrow

Hit.

She charged again. Kroc kept the smirk off her face, letting the curr's teeth dig into her shoulder. Sure, she bled, but this was the wolf that had branded herself with burning metal. Kroc gave no shits about scars and flesh wounds and she was no stranger to pain, or battle tactics. The moment she felt the pain electrify her nerve endings, the Sauturi turned the tide on her, jaws whipping like a snake to catch the side of the female's neck, biting down and giving her a hard shake, whether she let go or not.