Moonspear ring of fire

He enjoyed the give, and the take, each for their own worth. Dragomir did not ever let him have or get away with too much, even when he gave in to some degree. Antares kept a calculating look zeroed in, like it may help, foresee something.. or at least understand his course as it played out as they tugged.

Quick to take to anything more vigorous, he decided he had enough of the slow pull thanks to his opponent's shakes. It shook another low snarl out of him as he set his teeth, then wrenched his neck back and forth too with his weight anchoring in behind it. A few motions in and he thought he had the right opposing momentum to hopefully get some of this carcass to rip if Dragomir kept to his guns on his end too--otherwise, Antares was going to look for another change of tactic, perhaps one more even more offensive and less exactly within the lines of the tug of war.