Dragoncrest Cliffs Buffany of House Bufflepuff

He couldn't have predicted it. If he would, he would have tried to stop the boy. He dimly noticed the crazed look in the coywolf's eyes before all hell broke loose, and then he was charging, snarling--but too late. Ephraim had already raked Blixen across the face, and she was returning the blow in kind.

You did NOT just do that, Verx spat in Trigedasleng, lunging toward the space between the pair. If he were a bowling ball, he'd hope to curve right at the last second, knocking over Ephraim like the last pin. There was a chance that the swift young man could duck him, but Vercingetorix thought his aim to be true.

He didn't know whether he wanted to hurt or simply subdue Ephraim. He went back and forth between the two options second by second.