Phantom Hollow Naughty little fly, why does it cry?

He growled with satisfaction as his teeth punctured the man's neck. Pride did not last for long however, because Judas had countered by snapping at his legs. He winced as a sharp pain shot through his body, making him drop his hold. The yearling made sure to protect his neck, not wanting him to strike there next. Issun reared forward, jaws open and aiming towards Judas' chest.