Ber-serkr

Okay, Ash was starting to think this bitch was a little crazier than a spar. Like Ash didn't want her to go easy, but there was a difference between sparring and trying to maul someone. "Alright, damn, let go bit- before you fucking tear our a chunk!" Eventually Ash spun and shook enough to throw her off, but the look in her eye said she wasn't done. Maybe that was just Ash's imagination, though. A thought occurred to the large male: maybe she was rabid.

"Alright, damn... Fuck, just..." Ashmedai tried to assess whether or not he needed to escalate this fight further. It wasn't worth it. There wasn't anything to be won. "Next time, if you wanna maul someone, just ask before hand rather than trying to call a spar. Damn..." Woman's sketch. Ash left, keeping his side turned so that he could see her if she decided to follow. Great, now he needed to get checked for sicknesses. So much for a fun spar.