Haunted Wood And my diamonds sold

The biggest oof

There was no need to think about why Vanity would demand a spar, they were all mercenaries after all; it was their desire to get stronger, to become better - and so such a thing seemed natural to him. 

The sweet tang of blood exploded in his mouth as he collided with her shoulder. Even if he did not get that target he desired, it gave him a thrill none the less.

Feeling her new target be his ear, he folded them back as much as possible but not quick enough. The sting flowed through him and instinctively he reared his head back just enough and followed through with a headbutt. It would cause some tearing, but at least it should stop her from chewing on it...