Gonna draw your last breaths, at the end of our Mek’Leths

His opponent fell away with a new scar to remember him by. Crazed by the heat of battle and his inner demons, he ripped himself away from Hazel and searched the battlefield for another opponent. He found others winning and losing, though the tide had turned hard against Raiders Hollow, and were quickly being outnumbered by the Armada. His gaze quickly swept the field, spotting Diablo falling away from his opponent, a winged male getting the best of him. Rivin too, had lost her fight. Turning his sights to the winged male, a snarl ripped free from his lungs, crimson gaze seeing nothing but red. Gil had said not to go too hard, but Ignis wasn't about that. Anyone who knew him well enough knew he wasn't exactly the play-nice type.

He made to move against him, but then something bigger caught his eyes. A black and blue male, the biggest he'd ever seen before. He was perhaps as big as those dire wolves that had come across the ice bridge. The Armadan beast had just felled the small pirate raider, and Ignis decided then that he was the one he wanted.

Zeroing in on the giant bastard, Ignis wasted no time in charging in. He aimed for Basilisk's right flank, coming in at an angle from behind, his head lowered as he sought to score his antlers across his opponent just behind the last rib (or beneath it on the tender flesh if he couldn't reach that high up idek) in an effort to cut him deep. Simultaneously, his head cranes toward the meaty part of his opponent's leg/thigh, teeth seeking to grab and sink his into the tender flesh.

Ignis vs Basilisk for: Maim - Scarring
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Skull helmet
Defensive Battle Accessory: Black bear cape
Companion 1: Palm cockatoo, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Sika deer antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Mangler



"Ignis"||"Blödhgarm"