Kintla Flatlands Should've stayed at home...

Skylaris stared at the detached limb with an expression filled with both shock and pure anger. He took her leg. And boy was she pissed. "You....." she hissed, lashing her tail. "I'm not done with you yet. Oh, you've got another think coming. Sure, I may be in no position to fight you myself, but I have a friend that just so happens to be a mecenary. He also is at least double your size, so I'd be worried if I was you. Mark my words, when he gets his claws on you there won't be a single bone left unbroken."

The pain was still there, though. It was a sharp, burning pain that refused to leave her be. The blood rushed out of the stump, the stump that was the remainder of her leg. The thick liquid pooled by her tail, tinting the snow bright red. It was a sight, for sure. Sky had not expected this boy to be as strong as he was, but that didn't been she would be in awe of him. No, anything but.