Blackfeather Woods kid hang over here, what're you learning in school?

the efforts of their entwined struggle had begun to wear down both combatants; iliksis felt fatigue drain his efforts, and could tell by the parries of his adversary that she too felt the sting of exhaustion. he caught the ardent glare of her eyes; defiance given form by the doleful lapis of her hardened gaze.

he wanted more than anything to take her then; a part of him was irrevocably excited, enraged -- infuriated by the pain she had inflicted upon him. but he would not. she was different than anatha, and awinita.

in one last effort to quell the monstrous uprising within him, iliksis turn then and fled.