GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
But the devil always won...
Harbringr's attacks forced his sister to sit on her haunches and for a moment he thought he was about to claim victory but then her snapping jaws launched towards his face. He yelped as her fangs slashed across his nose and he shuffled back, just slipping out between her arms as he lifted a paw to rub at his bleeding nose. His tongue darted out to lap at the blood. Hari then shot a grin at his sister.His sister was a clever and resourceful fighter and he really admired that about her. However, that didn't mean he'd want to see her in a fight any time soon. Their match had been far more playful than serious and he hated to think what could happen if she was in a fight with someone who truly meant her harm.
