You wish you never met her at all

A low, dark chuckle rumbled from Enyo's chest as she watched Empousa unravel, her fury spilling over like a cup filled too high. It was a sight Enyo found both pathetic and amusing, a woman drowning in emotion, allowing it whip her into a frenzy. "There it is," she purred, voice thick with smug satisfaction. "That’s what I expected from you. Always a little grub playing at being a warrior."

She stood tall, towering over the smaller wolf, her eyes gleaming with cold condescension. Enyo sneered, her voice sharp, cutting through the air like a blade. "Do yourself a favor and save the tantrum for someone who cares." Enyo did not, Empousa was quickly becoming some sick and sadistic game that Enyo knew she would win at every time.

Empousa's snarled words, her trembling rage. It was all noise to Enyo, nothing more. Just the droning noise of a fool too stupid to realize when to quit. Enyo would scoff condescendingly, "Even roaches are notoriously resilient. That doesn't make them worth anything does it? Have you ever tried to squash a roach? When it does a weak attempt to defend itself. Doesn't make it any better, just makes it more of a hassle. The end result is still the same." Was she still going? Why did this woman feel the need to explain herself so desperately? Enyo didn't care to understand, nor would she ever understand allowing emotions to be thrown around.

How pathetic.

The satisfaction thrummed through Enyo’s body. This wasn’t a fight worth savoring. This was just control. The knowledge that she had broken Empousa’s composure with a few sharp words was far sweeter than any blood. "Losing yourself like that. That’s why you’ll never be more than this. A mess of feelings, begging to be noticed." she murmured mockingly, her velvety voice dripping with disdain.

Empousa’s defiance was laughable, a desperate attempt to reclaim power. Enyo let the smaller wolf stand there, trembling and seething as if it mattered. It didn’t. She was already beneath her. Enyo’s grin spread, slow and predatory. "You want me to break you, little fly?" she whispered, her voice low and mocking. "You’ve already done that yourself."

Without warning, Enyo lunged with precision and purpose. Her massive paws slammed down, aiming to crush Empousa’s front leg beneath her weight. Not enough to break bone, but enough to grind the smaller wolf into submission, driving home her dominance with brute force. If Emmy somehow broke free, Enyo would charge again. Extremely aggressive. Offense was her playing field.

Enyo leaned back slightly, her grin sharp and unforgiving, daring Empousa to fight back again. "Come on, flea. Give me one more reason to put you down."


ENYO vs Empousa for SPAR
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Canine caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Daedric armor
Companion 1: Peregrine Falcon, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Snow Owl, gender - Flying
Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty: Berserker

"SPEECH"