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She was smarter than he gave her credit for. How his teeth barely scraped her was a tease, and it left him hungry for more. Black Hat chuckled devilishly, now very much in the mood for a scrap. Yes, but I was hoping you'd give me a little challenge, He returned, still, of course, underestimating her to some degree. There was a startling intensity in his beady white eye. He wanted to draw blood and make her regret picking a fight with him, the Black Hat.

That was the only warning she got. In a heartbeat, his jaws launched at her again; only this time, he went right for the throat just under her chin. Again, he was up on his hind limbs, tugging at her neck and forcing it to crane at an awkward angle. His weight laid heavily on her shoulders, and he thrashed his head about with ferocity. She was lucky he didn't tear a blood vessel and bleed out then and there. He was getting rusty. Still, Black Hat was not disappointed by the metallic tang that hit his palate. Satisfied, he was sent into another high, eyes rolling in their sockets.