It was truly amazing how in a second hell could be unleashed. With Saena sticking close and the goat's alarmed shrieks filling the air, the devilish Ostrega latched himself onto the goat's rump, his jaws closing in the animal's flesh and drawing blood. Like the young female, Ciervo also used the same hit and retreat strategy, which was fairly easier for him not only because he had more experience but because him long limbs were able to carry him out of the flying hooves trayectory faster.
One thing to thank his hybrid blood for.
As the female battled with the goat's backside, Ciervo took advantage of the goat's hectic state to slip towards the front slowly, his eyes aiming directly at the bulls-eye drawn on the animal's throat. Then, with a wretched growl that could only be interpreted as an executioner's battle cry he launched himself into the air, his jaws wrapping around the animal's neck in a deadly embrace.
He bit hard, but innevitably lost his grip as Saena began prodding the animal to move forward. He drew back and waited. The injuries they had inflicted were mortal. Soon the animal would be laying dead at their feet.
With his mouth gaping to reveal a stained set of fangs he watched the female push on, ripping through the goat's skin as the agonizing creature bid the world goodbye.
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