Heavy Is The Storm

He had managed to throw the rock thrower off his feet, sending him flying out from the cover of the tree and into the slick, rain-soaked mud beyond it. He grinned, a smug look painting his features as he watched the mud-coated male struggle to get to his feet. He was sliding and stumbling, and he was sure the hail storm was making it more difficult for the stranger to find his footing. Akuma huffed as he stared daggers at the other guy, though he realized the stranger was about to launch his own assault upon him. Shit! Akuma braced and tried to back out of the way, but he couldn't quite get the footing he needed to move fast enough. The rain and the hail made it much more difficult for him to move efficiently, though when the blue male came at him, he didn't quite make it all the way. Still, he snarled with pain as Ravage's teeth caught the side of his neck and the sharp pain, the lack of traction, and the tumble from the other guy slamming into his forelegs also seemed to bring Akuma to his knees.

The pair were a snarling, growling, mud-covered mess, both trying to get the upper hand on the other. Akuma jabbed at the guy with his horn just to keep missing as they wrestled in the mud. He couldn't see with the mud splatter, and since the pair had managed to get out from beneath the tree, rain, sleet, and hail fell heavily on them, making it hard to keep his eyes open and even harder to find his feet.

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