Sun Mote Copse and when you asked for light, i set myself on fire

Success tasted sweet as he pulled her weight from underneath her. Perhaps it would have been smarter at this point to simply flee while she was down, but the adrenaline that soared through his veins and the lust for winning and more of her blood, for revenge, that he felt kept him there. It was stronger than whatever survival instinct Charon had at that point.

Charon tried to dive on top of her but right at that moment she came in with opposite force and smacked into his nose. He shrieked in pain as his sensitive nose was slammed and he fell into the earth even before she grabbed for his leg. Charon guarded himself with teeth, aiming for her face -- whatever the outcome of this fight, he aimed to leave her the uglier for it -- while his nose smarted with pain.