SEVEN NATION ARMY

He would fall, as she had expected he would. Argent was no fool when it came to battle and war, and she had yet to obtain serious injury. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, powerful and sweet, and the silver knight would not give pause. Crimson gaze flickered to the russet-kissed ruler of the pack, and she felt compelled to make her bow. She?d attempted to humiliate Argent before, offering her to step down and then sending her little slave after her, as if to say you are weak in mind and in body, and the Queen would make her pay. Defenses settled into place; legs spread equally apart, weight evenly distributed, toes spread, claws biting into the ground, shoulders rolling, limbs bent, center of gravity lowered, tail lashing out behind her, hackles raised, head lowered to align with her spine, neck scrunched, chin tucked, jaws parted, eyes narrowed and ears pinned back.

She would charge, hoping to go head on. Argent desired to close the distance, her legs pumping powerfully beneath her as she pulled closer and closer. She hoped to be close when her front legs lifted off the ground, weight redistributing to her hind ones. Her left paw sought to slam down on Chrysanthe?s muzzle, hoping to make the woman?s head bow down at an awkward angle, and her forward momentum hoping to push it back, hopefully straining her neck and leaving the silver knight with access to her real goal. At the same time her jaws were striking forward, bottom jaw seeking to bite into Chrysanthe?s left eye, top hoping to hook just above the socket, hopefully delivering the woman into a world of darkness.

She?d already felled three opponents, and power surged through her veins. I will make you pay, wench. Already Glaciem had felled more opponents than Valhalla had, and blinding their Queen would only further cement what seemed to be a potential victory.

ARGENT vs. CHRYSANTHE for MAIM (BLINDING IN ONE EYE)

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