abandoned by their lords

To show the pain outwardly would be to show weakness, and Björn⁢ knows better. Knows far better than that. As she goes low, the snake goes high, and he takes a nasty bite to the side of his face. Little bitch-- that stings. A snarl ripples from somewhere deep in his chest, resonating, echoing through him.

The lithe girl trying to create space, but Björn⁢ dives after her. It's a fool's errand, but one he's more than enjoying. Feeling her teeth make contact, but he shrugs it off. Squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, allowing the pressure to build, before the torrent of blood springs forth. A horrifying picture, as he reaches for purchase with his own teeth. Anywhere he can find it, anywhere he can get it. Visibility through the curtain of red isn't ideal, but it's a fun trick all the same.

"Björn"