Haunted Wood New Kid on the Block

The golden titan was relishing every taste of blood that sprayed into his mouth, he was lusting every single moment of scraping up her leg, but he had to remember to hold back, he had to remember to be calculative. The presence of another's scent wafted into his nostrils, he took his eyes off of Tzila for a second and saw that another large wolf was spectating this battle. That must be the Vengence that she was referring too, don't worry... I won't kill her... Yet... His ghost eyes only revealed villainy, he wanted to make sure that every move he made wasn't a mistake, and even if it was, he would be quick to improve his failures and make his weaknesses stronger.

The girl didn't cry out, Ghidorah would have prefered it since the agony of others only fueled his pleasure, but to her credit, she was more strong-willed than he anticipated. Yes, yes! Show me your areas of strength! reveal to me your areas of growth and your calculative strategies! The male was enjoying himself, his years of training by the warriors of his past was paying off, but one lesson almost slipped his mind, never underestimate your opponent's capabilities. While his paw placement on her face could be seen as a mistake, Ghidorah's flamed ego didn't see any fault in his calculations. Tzila quickly latched onto his large paw like a venus flytrap and began to dig her fangs and began to twist his joint. The sun wolf could feel his blood beginning to spill, but he wouldn't let her get the drop on him so easily. The pain was doing quite the opposite for him, he felt a sinister chuckle arise from his throat and his eyes getting more savage with every laugh he uttered.

He was enjoying himself.

This girl was giving him such amusement that he was missing up to this point that his impulses were starting to take control of his conscious. With a demented grunt, the female tried to ram her skull into his throat, Ghidorah's mistake would have been to dodge him which would have left him wide open. Thankfully, his memories served him well, taking hits is all part of the fight, are you afraid of pain? If you are struck, it is better to take the hit then dodge like a coward and leave yourself wide open. Tzila did land a successful hit on his windpipe which made him grunt a bit for that would be a natural response to getting hit there, the hit would knock him back a few paces but he saw that as an opportunity. Leaning on his back paws like a loaded spring, he felt the world going into slow motion as he was preparing his attack, his barbaric gaze and drooping jaws staring back at her. Ghidorah continued to chuckle with pleasure and almost burst out laughing, but he would save that for later. He would want to lunge at her with teeth flying but he wanted to play with her a little longer, and when his world resumed to normal time, he launched his skull right towards her. With his charged up hind legs unloading their stored power, he thrusted himself with the speed of a cheetah.

With the strength of a charging rhino, he would smash right into her chin, the force of both his weight and acceleration would send a shockwave to the girl's mouth and would definitely leave a mark. However, Ghidorah didn't use all his strength, he didn't want to leave her with a broken jaw, after all, this was a friendly little spar. The titan would slam his front paws back onto the ground once he lost momentum and whipped his wild face to meet hers, but instead of lunging for her, he would stay where he was. He straightened his stature to a proud and arrogant stance, but his face was coated with insanity you could swear his pupils condensed into small pebbles in his eyes. The truth to why he didn't attack again is he wanted to see what she would do next, what would be her next attack? These questions made him giddy and his body started to shake a bit from all the excitement, and he braced his muscular, battered up, golden body for her next move.