Raven's Watch Pathetic Use of Potential

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They both came for him then, and sandwiched as Kigipigak was between two bodies, there was little he could do about it; in the heat of the moment he could choose one to deter and so he kicked back at Valmua with a heel—enough to dissaude, perhaps enough to harm if the angle of the kick hit a soft spot, but he wasn't aiming.

The gray boy took the teeth upon his leg with a startled sound; it reached up to the high limits of the Watch, a raven calling back with a squall of its own. Njord retaliated and Kigipigak couldn't do much aside from take the hit: teeth hit his face and would serve to bruise Kigipigak's cheek, one tooth slicing at his eyelid and dragging down. Kigipigak could feel the collision more than the tear of his skin; he could see red out of the affected eye as blood filled his vision and he was forced to let go.

He was not finished however—Kigipigak would not back down when this was his home turf, and this saltwater boy was trying to take what was his; deep down Kigipigak did not even want Valmua but faced with this challenge, his instincts told him to hold strong. He snarled and lunged towards the nearest body—blind on one side because of the wound to his face but snapping fiercely for any part of Njord he could grasp.