Panther Park monsters in the shadows

he still wasn't running anywhere, stubbornly standing his ground. someone else might have called it bravery, they called it stupidity – though he had very few avenues, didn't he? they'd let him go if he ran far enough, with a few wounds for his trouble. donovan didn't seem nearly as willing, particularly when he sank his teeth directly into the grandmaster's exposed forelimb.

so they'd be ending here, then.

renard held back a laugh. donovan slammed the crown of his head into the kid, knocking him away, and with the perfect opportunity offered up to them renard lunged forward, looking to hook their teeth into his hind leg and bite down into the muscle there.