Loathe the way They Light Candles in Rome

Even with his sudden assault, the girl wouldn’t be so caught off guard. The moment he lunged, her body was dropping, which forced the larger male into a different kind of grapple. His splayed jaws still aimed for her, but given her change in position, they caught the back of her neck. Her smaller body shot between his legs, and out of reflex, Sephiran sidesteped to his right. He felt her fangs sliced into his left hind leg, but Sephian wouldn’t be detoured- fluid in his movement, he attempted to sidestep again, wanting to trample her beneath him and pull his underbelly away from her jaws. In sync, he yanked his head in tandem with the movement of his legs, wanting to worsen her wound and force her upper half sideways to hopefully lose her footing.

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