Witch's Marsh Ascend

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A child. He was not thinking straight. Newborn. He saw himself in it. He saw a small child, with no mother. No blood. No peace. The world had been as cruel to it as it had been to him. He was not willingly allowing any of them near, and it had only been Qiao he let close. Older, and he put trust that an older woman held the instincts a true mother should. Just as he could not pull away, despite everything in his character displaying a violent, untamed beast. He saw helplessness, a child, and he felt softness. Softness that would not be reflected amongst any of the scums around him. Child- pure, true, and no business in this criminals. These barbarians

In moments, a fight broke out after he warned off a little one.

And he made a bad decision.

When teeth clasped onto his neck, a nasty cry and malicious snarl left his throat. He saw red. He reared up, teeth open, bare and immediately thrashing with no coordination. It was very possible he'd end up tossing them on the ground at his current rate. He'd grab her face if he could, or her neck, her ears. All he wanted to do was grab her. Hurt her, despite his own pain. He was not seeing clearly and suddenly he could not hear either.