And what of you?

As his shoulder and teeth connected there was satisfaction. He wanted more though and wouldn't settle for less. Even if he lost he wanted to give enigma a run for his money. Battling was how he sought to gain respect. He didn't care that the other probably would never truly respect him. After all even Ganta the weakling had said it, Enigma was one of the favorites. It was time to knock this dark prince down off that pedestal he held himself on. Half brother or not, Riker was just as much a child of Sin as Enigma was.

His toes throbbed with pain but Riker ignored it, he had bigger things to worry about. Not to mention he was used to it. There was a spray of blood as his brother latched onto his face and his legs wrapped around his neck. It was no matter to him. He snarled out his defiance as his grip of his brother sought to close tighter, aiming to dig deep into his neck. At that same moment he aimed to rip away from his brother, hoping to leave either a deep laceration upon the right side of Enigma's neck, or rip the chunk of flesh he held in his jaws from his brother. He wanted to expose the muscle beneath to the hot air. His own wound would be deepened and ripped open but he gave no shits. What was one more scar on a face no one could love? His brothers teeth had been planted at the top of his head and in the muscled area of his lower cheek, behind the eye. It was on his already blind side so he gave no shits.

He kept his defenses up as best he could. His lips peeled back and muzzle wrinkled to protect the bridge of his nose. His legs spread to keep him balanced, and his tail was out behind him to aid in this. His eye was narrowed for its protection, though he highly doubted that's what his brother truly wanted, after all why blind one that could prove a powerful ally. His scruff was stiffened and the hair down his spine stood on end to protect that. He couldn't guard his throat well in this position so he did the best he could to keep his head at an angle that would keep enigma from grabbing it. His ears pressed back and his tongue was pulled back to keep it from being bitten by his own teeth. His toes splayed in the dirt and nails dug in for traction as he pulled backwards with a yanking force.