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He wasn't free of Kallik yet; the boy expressed an abundance of quick thinking and easily maneuvered up, towards Glaukos' neck, before the big lug could do anything to stop him.

There was a snap as teeth came close to Glaukos' throat and as the threat became real - that split second of knowing this wasn't a spar after all but a real brawl - Kallik's teeth sliced through one side of his face. A canine glanced off of the underside of Glaukos' eye and down, making ribbons of his cheek.

Glaukos lunged hard and fast in to Kallik as if he were a bull, stampeding. He roared, gathering the pain of this fresh wound and empowering himself as the adrenaline coursed his body. He would go on to pummel Kallik with his weighty limbs and force him down, in to the dirt.

His face was a mess but even so, Glaukos sought to grab for the boy's nape, throat, face - anything close, to cut him right back in retaliation. He had the bulk to throw around just like when he'd straddled Aquene, but this time Glaukos was furious, and deadly serious with his intent.