Whispering Memories

Nalyda howled out in pain as crimson began to stain the land that was now a battlefield. What was once a beautiful place to relax and unwind, is now a place where someone was going to get hurt or die. The fae could see Kar and Ashamoro battling each other. The fae was not going down, but here she was losing a lot of blood, and her entire body was starting to become stained with her own blood. Her eyes began to close as she tried to save her energy, and she also began to pray to the Gods for Kar's safety. She wanted to help him, she really did. But, right now, she was in too much pain and low on energy and blood to do anything at the moment.

Ashamoro roared out in rage as he lunged forward and pushed Kar off of him, nailing his right eye, but knowing he only got the top and bottom of the eyelid and the brute could still see. When Kar was down for a couple seconds as the lion was sure he was down, approached Nalyda and chuckled. He pressed his paw down onto Nalyda's broken ribs even harder, and the femme howled out in agony as she bit down around his paw that was near her mouth. Ashamoro chuckled even louder and went to bite down on her.