Hideaway Strath Here Comes The Next Contestant

Current Health: 10/30

She nimbly stepped aside. He expected nothing less.
He knew he panicked sometimes when disorientated like this. He'd have to master that, keep himself close and stop himself from lunging out when he wouldn't make a hit.
Because then this happened.

She swung onto him, teeth grappling against his skin, legs wrapping around his neck to hold her close to his smaller frame.
He snarled, swinging his lower end down to drag her down with him, which should be easy with his stocky frame and her being so latched on.
Then his teeth twisted and angled for her neck, going in for another blow. He probably wouldn't get a good enough grip, but it would be enough to scare her.
Nyra didn't seem like the type to like losing.