Boartusk Heights Let's Go Up In Flames

He clocked the moment she undressed herself, metaphorically speaking of course. Removing her fitted armor to reveal a soft feminine figure that so desired him. As he pushed their advisory into the ground before her, before it took its last breath and while they locked eyes, he saw her. 

The moment was fleeting. As soon as the heat of the moment quelled, Dysis took guard against him once more. She backed away from his trophy, keeping a well-trained eye on him. The display of indifference elicited a displeased grunt from the man, though he understood the hesitation. Leonidas was also unsure of the predicament the two former enemies had found themselves in. 

Lowering his own guard, the soldier lifted his head to the skies which still rained upon the scene of the slaughter, though it had become noticeably lighter. Nostrils flared and eyes closed as a deep breath was taken. Whether this was an attempt to steady his building irritation at the ungrateful woman, or to look for another sign from the Gods on what to do next, was unknown even to Leo. "Have it your way." Lightning eyes snapped back to her, his head level again to reveal a roguish smile. If she wanted to play games, he would happily oblige. 

Leonidas grabbed the meat, sinking his claws into its warm flesh to drag it closer to where he stood. Farther away from her. Biting into the morsel, he made sure to relish in it while carefully studying Dysis to see how she would fare. She looked hungry and he would find great pleasure in every exaggerated bite he took in front of her. "You're too proud, Dysis. It will be your undoing."