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Kallik backed away when Glaukos did, the cat sufficiently gored. They were both covered in a mixture of each other's and the cougar's blood, and his chest was starting to radiate pain.

But the beast wasn't yet dead. The auxillary though Galukos would have delivered the killing blow, but he just watched the cat suffer instead. It was like with the fox they had killed on the borders. Kallik didn't have time to think about how disturbing it was; he wasn't interested in watching anything suffer, except maybe Aquene's ex. 

The soldier moved back to the cougar and swiftly tore into its other jugular. More blood spilled on to the sand. Only another minute or two, and the cat was still. 

Kallik looked to his fellow soldier. He looked just as fucked up as Kallik did. We should start heading back, he suggested. They were due to leave the next day anyway, and it would likely take them longer to travel the distance with their injuries. Our wounds need attention that neither of us can provide.