Resignation or Liberation? …Farewell and Encounter…

Adrenaline and determination surged through ever vessel and Gossamer kept her eyes fixed upon Pyr's back where her fangs had already drawn blood. She paid little attention to anything else, letting her body moved on instinct and experience. Her youthful vigor allowed her to outpace her opponent and as Pyralis arced in for her belly Gossamer leapt, her hind legs uncoiling like a mighty spring as she launched herself onto Pyralis' back. The old woman's fangs gained one last mark, slicing into her side but only to the muscle. The pain only fueled her attack. Gossamer's front legs landed hard on Pyr's back and she felt the old woman buckle beneath her. Her head immediately darted down, jaws wide. Gossamer's saber fangs dove deep into Pyralis' spine, severing it it just in front of the old woman's hips. Gossamer bit down as hard as she could, savoring the sound of cracking bone as the old woman suddenly shrieked.