Redtail Rise [M] Ah but working too hard can give you a heart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack

There was no escape now.

She was practically on top of him, and he crumpled, hard, against the dirt. The bog was lined by trenches where their bodies had fought through, and now they were both free of it, except Glawackus wasn't free at all — he was exhausted, his vision was blurring and red, and he was beginning to lose the edge of his adrenaline.

She aimed a strike for his jaw and he couldn't deflect it, and honestly he hadn't seen it coming. It was an obvious choice but the man was oblivious because of his sapped energy, the dizzying effects of their fight, and his lack of resolve. He felt the pinch of her teeth against his neck and let out a strangled yelp - tense and struggling, but unable to stop whatever she did next.

Glawackus looked pitiful now, with his whale-eye look and curled body, painted in mud and blood and reeking of fear.