Together We Stand Tall

Mystic would feel the pain that coursed throughout her body. The smell of blood surrounded her nostrils as she coughed, a bit of her own blood running down her maw and onto the ground below. The mountain lion would snarl, his eyes showing rage as his fangs dripped with saliva as he lunged forward and attempted to snap down onto Felicien's back. The alabaster and ebony woman went to stand, but she was still in a lot of pain to even get up from the ground. Ashamoro would chuckle, seeing Mystic on the ground.

"You do not care about her, only to fight me is your own intent at the moment? Can you not see that she might not be able to walk again?!" He laughed at the thought, "Now, get out of the way so that I may end her suffering once and for all!" He chuckled and ran forward, trying to swipe his paws across Mystic's side as the femme closed her eyes in worry.