SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS

?I do not care what has happened between you and Katja,? he scoffed, his voice mocking and amused at the same time. ?Should I applaud you for giving her time to heal?? His gaze was entertained as she readied herself for the fight, shifting her pose to protect herself from an impending attack. ?I do not care about fairness, woman,? he explained matter-of-factly, cocking a brow as he studied her, his brilliant emerald gaze intense. His hackles would raise in defiance, his voice steady as he spoke. ?I am a viking. I only care about blood.? Perhaps a more honorable man would?ve given her a chance to heal from her wounds before challenging her again, but the Finnvis were not known for their outstanding character. Katja was, perhaps quite humorously, the most honorable of them all.


With that he would shift his stance, head dipping to the earth as it fell even with his shoulders. His head would tuck to his chest slightly, aiming to protect the vulnerable parts of his throat. Kapras?us would mirror her stance, his limbs spreading as he let his weight settle evenly on all four paws. Toes would spread, flexing lightly as they sought to gain traction on the earth below as his shoulders rolled forward to ensure a fully defensive position.


With no more than a brief warning she began to rush forward, closing the short distance that separated them (note: we agreed on three feet). She came toward him directly head-on. His ears flattened against his skull, the skin on his muzzle furrowing and his eyes narrowing sharply. He would also bare his teeth, snarling silently at his opponent. His tail would lash out behind him as his opponent rushed toward him with fervor that could not be denied. His instinct was to duck to the side, but as he aimed to shift to his own right, he watched as she shifted slightly to the left ? failing to avoid her right shoulder attack, wincing as it landed squarely with the center of his chest. A moderate bruise began to bloom over the muscle there, a sharp pain that slowly ebbed into a general soreness throughout his chest. The pain was real, but not debilitating, and immediately he felt adrenaline began to course through his veins as the fight unraveled.


Her body would lower suddenly to the ground, aiming to duck beneath his head, coming from his right side. His reactions were nearly instantaneous as he sees her ducking lower, unwilling to let her reach his throat so easily. Quickly he would aim to tilt his own head slightly dowward, tucking it toward his chest to refuse her easy access to his throat that she so badly craved. With a loud snarl he would aim to counter the attack she had aimed at his throat, his own jaws parting as he sought to lean forward and grasp Virgil?s muzzle in his own. His upper jaw would aim to land perpendicular atop her snout, coming at her from her right side, while his lower jaw would aim to grasp beneath her lower jaw. An injury was visible on her snout already, and he would attempt to use the force of his jaws to crush her own jaws, wanting her to suffer and to bleed as Katja already had.


As she lifted her front left limb up, aiming to knock him off balance by swiping at the outer part of his own front right leg, he would aim to rear up on his back legs ? adjusting his full weight to those two paws, his tail shifting upward to balance himself fully ? to avoid her trip attempt. His muzzle still tipped downward, wanting badly to protect his throat, hoping that his height advantage will give full strength to his attempted counter attack, wanting to push her to the earth and crush her snout and jaws between his own.


Despite what Virgil thought, he was not trying to make up for wrongs he thought she had done; he did not care for vengeance, but instead was suddenly aroused by the thought of tasting this woman?s blood and of bleeding himself, for his family and for his gods. His suffering would be rewarded, and if lucky, perhaps he could maim this woman in the process. If not, alas ? he knew by fighting for the deities he worshipped that he was winning, no matter the outcome of the fight.




KAPRA vs VIRGIL

ROUND 1 / 2 - MAIM for jaw fracture





(Note Kapra is trying to counter Virgil?s main attack.)