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Playing nice didn't seem to work, and the slate-colored boy charged at Renard, only to miss his target. 
Without any warning, Nyra's switch flipped. With a violent roar she whirled, charged, and grabbed Clay by the throat just below his jaw - the fleshiest part - and took him to the ground with a monstrous snarl. 
More pressure from her own jaws was quick to follow, threatening to rip his throat out if he didn't submit.