[His spirit thirsts to strike back, to tear her apart, but his body lags behind. Even with the burst of the Pleroma's power, the fights before this one have tired him, as have the weeks before them. He's still trying to breathe after that strike to his chest, and have ever intensely he fixates on the imminent need to kill, his claws won't quite cooperate.
Maybe he's just now feeling the effects of the lightning that surged up his arm, at the dagger shrapnel embedded in his palm, at the slashes left by the blades of his recent foes. In its own way, though, it forces his hand. He can feel the walls closing around him, and as she hauls up his arms to try to bind them, something snaps.
Imprisonment is a breath away, his instincts tell him, and the draconic energies that still swirl within him roar and gnash their fangs in response. He will not be broken, he will not be enslaved, and he will not suffer those that would bind him to live. In a fresh surge of strength, he breaks free.
And she's close enough that she will not escape his claws again.
All at once he lashes out, moving like a striking serpent. His arms coil around her, his claws digging in deep, in the same moment his fangs latch on to the flesh of her throat. They sink in, blood erupting into his mouth and down his front, intent on crushing tighter and tighter until she no longer breathes.]
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Maybe he's just now feeling the effects of the lightning that surged up his arm, at the dagger shrapnel embedded in his palm, at the slashes left by the blades of his recent foes. In its own way, though, it forces his hand. He can feel the walls closing around him, and as she hauls up his arms to try to bind them, something snaps.
Imprisonment is a breath away, his instincts tell him, and the draconic energies that still swirl within him roar and gnash their fangs in response. He will not be broken, he will not be enslaved, and he will not suffer those that would bind him to live. In a fresh surge of strength, he breaks free.
And she's close enough that she will not escape his claws again.
All at once he lashes out, moving like a striking serpent. His arms coil around her, his claws digging in deep, in the same moment his fangs latch on to the flesh of her throat. They sink in, blood erupting into his mouth and down his front, intent on crushing tighter and tighter until she no longer breathes.]