Gonna wish you just walked away

Enyo understood what he meant. Her weaving had quickly begun to take its toll on the massive predator. She watched as it swiped, missing her everytime. Her massive frame moving from one side just to nimbly appear on the other. The beard would grunt in frustration, letting out a deep growl as it failed over and over again.

Erebros would strike and Enyo would anticipate just when. Having fought by his side her whole life it was not hard to just know what he would do. Or at least guess.

Erebros would do what he did best, be an anchor. He would allow Enyo do what she did best. kill.

That is exactly what she did. She would lunge quickly, diving under the beat and sinking her teeth around its windpipe. In one fluid movement she would rip it out. Her titanium teeth finding purchase easy amongst the thick cords of muscle.

Blood would flow rapidly. She did not mind. This was right. This was invigorating.

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