Mishmish! For this fight I was thinking a 3 round dominance fight?
Oh how interesting life was! He was loving the pure innocence that the land was showing him. There was the inexperience in battle, the belief that demons and devils were just stories to keep children in line. It was quite amusing to him and he knew from that moment that he would enjoy every second of havoc he created within the lands. For surely it would happen. He would create havoc with his family. He would start wars and kill wolves. He was determined that he would stain his muzzle with the blood of the innocent as they pleaded for their lives. He was going to take their females by force and have them carry his children. He was going to raise an army of demons to march with his father as the lead of them all. A small smile crossed his muzzle.
It was the plan but as Azazel found his way through the caverns he knew that before he tried any maims or death matches, he would have to train and train and train. He was not a bad fighter in his current state, but he was a bit out of practice because before entering Alacritia, his family was one to be feared. Wolves would see them approach and they would run for their lives. He would have to, have to, stick to spars for the time being. Hopefully it would not take long to re-hone his skills.
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