Neverwinter Forest Piscean

She was slow, and this frustrated him to no end. Even picking up speed, he kept easy enough pace. It did not feel like a chase so much as an escort, and — as far as he knew — that was not among his job duties.

The bounty hunter struck again, not aiming to tear or rend, but to deal out enough fear and pain that she would not think of crossing him again. It occurred to him that death would be a far more effective lesson, but he was reluctant to put himself within easy reach of her own teeth if he didn't have to. Still, chasing something without trying to bring it down was difficult for him. He fought the instinct to go in for the kill.