Sleepless I dream of the day [m]

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Although Charon was readying himself for a fight, he didn't expect things to escalate this quickly. He had imagined he'd jump aside if Dante would come for him, but truthfully... He had not expected Dante to actually attack at all. Dante had never been offensive to him and Charon had expected, like all of their previous encounters, for Dante to be a right asshat and be smug about himself and think himself pretty smart, and fight -- in words.

So when teeth came blazing his way, Charon didn't, in fact, duck away like he had planned. There was a brief look of surprise in his expression, in his eyes, when he tried to duck away, too late. Dante's teeth connected to the front of his right shoulder (between leg and neck), and in Charon's mind flashed the time he'd been attacked at Dawnlark Plains while he let out a surprised and pained yelp. He'd been so scared he'd wet himself that time. But he had been a little boy then.

Now, he was a man.

Charon tried to rip himself free from Dante's grip on him, even though every tug hurt. In the meantime he set his teeth upon Dante, trying to reach his head -- though if any part of it, he could probably only reach Dante's ears -- or any other nearby part of his enemy that he could grab, not holding back after feeling the strength in Dante's bite.