Wapun Meadow that hurt like a buttcheek on a stick

Whilst his companion tore into the male’s leg, Alexander was forced to remove himself from atop him. The constant flailing of limbs, though landing no blows, made it difficult to find a new point of attack. Frustrated, a growl ripped its way up through his throat, creating a primitive sound to disturb the usual click of teeth and tearing of flesh. He removed himself from the male’s immediate surroundings, retreating to stand by Reigi’s flank whilst watching her damage the limb clasped between her jaws; it was mesmerising, the way she unleashed true, unburdened ferocity on their opponent.

It was hard to look away from her, but he did so anyways in order to focus his attention back on Nikan. Becoming almost eerily still, the phantom hung back and waited for an opening to present itself so that he would once again lunge forth and attack.