Ankyra Sound dead woman walking

he ripped.

she tore.

an arcing of brilliant blood sped from them both as he pulled away, his ear freshly reduced to tatters.

sobeille grinned through the blood, dogged and hateful. this was the man that undid her family. she intended to avenge them.

as he drove for her throat sobeille attempted to side-step; but their footing on the cliffs was rough, and she had little freedom to move. his teeth raked down the barely-knitted wounds in her neck, prompting a scream of agony and rage from the emerald as she attempted to wrestle free.

but she remembered ephraim, and how it ended -- and she had learned a new trick fighting the sound's jackal.

her blood flowed freely now, matting her cheek and throat in slick red fluid.

sobeille dropped abruptly, plowing downwards towards nox's front limbs. she hoped her hard shoulder would deflect any scoring of teeth, but her real target was the thin vein that threaded through lower limb and around the pastern; and the bone there that had crunched satisfyingly between her teeth in her fight with ephraim.

should her jaws close around the limb, sobeille intended wholesale destruction of it.