Haunted Wood no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out

Neither one wanted to back down and for the next ten minutes or so it was nothing but them circling, measuring the other up, lunging and tearing one another open. Finally he stepped back breathing raggedly, dripping blood from several more places and shaking with the effort with of continuing this seemingly even fight. He was so tired, he was hurting everywhere and he was satisfied with himself finally. The need for revenge and payback was gone as he stared her down, her blood coating the inside of his mouth and her equally ragged breathing stating that he hadn't lost, he had equaled her.


But that wasnt enough. He wanted just one more, one more strike to show that he wasnt going to let her step over him and take Vengeance's attention. With a mighty roar (more like a desperate and enraged caterwaul) he charged, head lowered to slam into hers for one final move before he would end the fight himself whether by stating he was done or knocking her senseless.