Firefly Glen [m]eet me in the woods tonight

Not only would this other man attack him, but the sable woman would as well. They both disliked him so!

But how could Khaba so easily respond? He was not accustomed to fighting more than one body at a time. So, simply, he would not react. Whatever tooth or claw aimed, they would strike their target, leaving blood to trickle in their place. 

Zharille pushed for him to leave. It surprised the dark man, but he would not argue if this was her want. He had done what he thought was expected of him — but, clearly, he'd been mistaken.

Taking his new wounds with him, the beast snorted heftily towards both before sharply turning and lumbering off.