Mount Apikuni The trouble is, you think you have time.

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he had not done well in securing his target. she had found an opening where he had little means of protecting, and she had risked everything in an attempt to scurry toward it. the ghoul followed her with a flash of his inkjet gaze. though she had suffered damage, she did not appear to falter because of it. the hell hound released a wicked sound from the back of his throat that snapped in the air like a strangled cough. before he could move to pursue, she had already put enough space between them to make any attempt folly. 

the reaper felt shame and knew that the devil was playing tricks with him. he felt the burning in the base of his belly and allowed the warmth to flood his system. he had allowed that creature to escape when he could have stolen its life. he had allowed its fangs to tear into his very flesh. the ghoul cursed silently and followed the hybrid until he could not see her anymore. the drops of blood left behind were met with a dark tongue to collect them from the rocks where they had landed. 

not long after the wolfdog had left, the ghoul turned away and vanished into the shadows. his breathing was still ragged and strained; his eyes were searching for a new target.