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Etienne was about to tell this woman off. He was in no mood to have to explain his words. Or correct her, that he was saying exactly what she was, just with heavily accented voice. However, before he could the world went awry. And reality almost shifted as the male at side lunged.

Etienne was not ready for it. All he could utter was a quick bondye mwen before teeth met flesh.

But the pain was fleeting, not even a deep bite as Anselm hurtled from the forest with a brutal look on his beautiful face. His ire and anger aimed at the black wolf.

Etienne unsure what to do jumped in front of the women Odessia.

Get back. He cried out to her. Pushing if she'd let him. He didn't want any unhappy accidents. Blood leaking from the marks of teeth.

I imagine that Etienne has graze marks figuring that Anselm hit Vermouth before his teeth sunk. He'd be attempting to keep Odessia out of the line of fire.