Moonspear Scorpio rising

I would say that it would be a good time for @Hydra to join!

 
They were past the point of no return. Osiris had struck with deadly aim, and intended to finish what he had started, and Fallstag's gurgles and withering acted as motivation. He would do everything in his power to silence the fool that had decided to tresspass and kill Leta. 

The familiar—yet distinctly different—taste of blood soon filled his mouth, prompting Osiris to sink deeper into his strike. Steadying himself, he placed a forepaw against Fallstag's shoulder and tugged with all of his might. Finish him— his inner monolouge commanded, —now. Osiris would not shy away from the passion that gripped him; this man had taken a light from his life (or so he thought), and now he aimed to do the same—it was only fair, in his mind's eye.