through the gates of hell

The pair don't need to share a word. Erik rushes in head on, meeting the boar face to face, while Kaino's path runs wide. The amaranthine fae slams hard into the boars hip, teeth not far behind. The porcine falters, stumbling to the side, and Kaino persists with her pushing. Soon its hind legs are out from under it. Perfect. Easy.

Though nothing substantial, Kaino uses her weight to pin the boars back end to the ground. Teeth bite into its bristly spine and the woman wrinkles her nose as she does so. Gods, these things fucking stink! She was going to have to take a bath after this just so she didn't smell like pig ass too.

"Speech"