Ouroboros Spine broken skulls and broken bones

Successful Dodge

She was no princess to the swarthy Roman, only a stupid, naive barbarian worthy only of death and being a slave to their people. She was scum, filth, anything but a princess. And she was going to die, right now, or at least get severely injured. When he charged at her, the barbarian looked him straight in the eye, issuing an unspoken challenge. And the bastard was never one to back out of challenges. She managed to dodge his charge, halting immediately, he turned to look at her. A low guttural growl escaped his throat, ears flattened firmly against his skull, his blue eye normally as calm as the ocean were churning with fury.

The barbarian scum bared her teeth at him and attempted to attack his underbelly, the Roman easily sidestepped and without pausing, attempted to sink his teeth into the back of her head, through fur and skin, into flesh and blood. If he attack worked, he aimed to rip the fur out too, to give her a good scar and to forever remember her mistake in crossing the borders, if she didn't die for it first.