Phantom Hollow Wanna Know How I Got These Scars? (m)

Her fangs connected with his leg and she tore, only to leap away as his fangs scraped at her neck and face. She growled trying to keep a face of strength as she circled him, but inside she knew she was weakening. Her breaths were short and rapid, and her nose ran in an unhealthy way. Her stomach cramped up and she coughed, her crazed eyes never leaving him for a second. "You will die...even if i die with you" she promised hoarsely.


She continued to circle him, a sense of cockiness and stupidity wanting him to make the next move against her so she could best him and cause him more pain. She wanted him to suffer so so badly, she wanted to hear him scream like he had the day in Ryujin. Fuck, she wanted him to beg her for mercy, as she tore his damned throat out.