Wild Berry Meadow you win or you die

She drew closer to him, admitting her defeat in her weakened state. He smiled, relishing it all while it happened. Her words were teetering on an idea, but soon a wave of nausea brought said words to a halt. As a result of this, vomit was slung in Atshen's direction and covered his chest in regurgitated meat and stomach acid. 

The overwhelming stench of Hisaya's meal slapped him in the nose, and he backpedaled helplessly as he attempted to get away from the smell. A mixture of emotions washed over him quickly as he tried to grasp fully what had just happened. Though he wasn't one for much for thinking, he did so at this moment he froze with his jaw agape. He did not stay in place with that expression for long, as he was far more of an actor than a thinker, and soon enough a hearty amount of anger swelled in his belly as he fully comprehended what had happened. Coming to a conclusion swiftly, he knew that he had to get revenge for what she had done to him.

Snarling, Atshen leaped forward hoping to bring her down.