The Sentinels the giants are sleeping

ok well thank you for volunteering to do this thread, anyway :)

Embry felt a sharp pain before he spotted it: a furious thrashing of claws just at his stomach, raking against the soft flesh beneath his horrified eyes. In all of his years of fighting, he had always strived to prevent this - of all situations - from uccuring. Should she gain the right traction, the fight would be good as done. Checkmate.

Growling through the pain, Embry peeled his lips back in a clipped snarl as he pulled away. There was a flash of pain in his stomach, just beneath his ribs, that quelled his hopes for an offensive match. He eyed the empress with a stony glare, snorting wisps of carbon into the chilled air.