Redsand Canyon She said she needs proof

Donovan’s beginning to realize they could go on forever. This isn’t a real fight, so they aren’t using as much energy as they would if this were to get much more serious. He’s panting just a tad, cardio had never been his strong suit. Is there any point in going on until they’re dead? Not really. So as Praimfaya’s bite lands he sucks in a small breath at the pinch it gives him. He’s skidding to a halt and looking at the offended area. Craning his head down to lick a black tongue over the red pearls beginning to form. An eye for an eye — a pleasant and fair way to end the battle. Or so he thinks.

He nods his head at her, a simple tilting up of his chin. “Not bad, I think we could do this for hours, no?” He pants. “Though my cardio isn’t as good as it used to be, it seems you could probably do it longer.” He chuckles.