FIRST BURN / o, injuries & development/oneshot

[Luciferr]

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But Heed this lesson well,
When the weak court death, They find it -

Of course if all this might be considered op now here came true overkill as a storm of furious black and orange emerged from the treeline faintly smoking as fire crackled along spines of pure obsidian colour livewire writhing like a livid living thing - fur bristling as the magma glowing vents and cracks shined against dark fur.

it could be said that for a war god, the wolf beast was unusually cool and level headed - like the calm surface ocean concealing the dangerous undertow, not so much now - no, this was fury and fire singing for blood.

Fenris had barely time to register anything more than 'AMUNET, HURT' before he'd been on the scene, a roar tearing out of him like a thousand battle cries of ten thousand unknowable horrors and atrocities - building from a rattling chill to an outright crescendo rivaling that of his own sire's furious capability.

the other may rival him in size, but fenris had fought the thing that was his 'grandfather' before - this didn't even register compared to that.

that furious energy translated to a sudden upheaval in the earth as several spikes of rock suddenly jutted upwards aiming to entrap and perhaps even outright pierce this useless waste of flesh before him BUT careful, even as the rage descended, he would not hurt what he protected here in this swamp as Zima aimed his own strikes alongside beck and even whisper (a flicker of affection for his step sibling even through the haze here) - it was amazing how quick the fury descended down upon the normally even tempered creature.

one eye had already coloured black, like the carved hole in the skull where an eye should be - the pupil burned malignant red.

if it had worked, then - then fenris would see it suffer

"You would dare" War hissed, if his own attack had worked, he'd aim to shove and twist those spires of stone further inwards - with careful manipulation and slowly, slowly if this worked begin disintegrating bits of the structure inside the stain on their landscape - the one who DARED touch Amunet - he wanted this to hurt, to make him suffer

make him bleed, it's what your line is good for - it's what you want isn't it? why not, do it.

ignore it

Fenris' eyes narrowed, one familiar pale silver-blue the other black as pitch save the single red pupil - he aimed to attempt to disintigrate those tiny particles of rock into the body and bloodstream, make life something of a huge sufferance for this spiteful cretin - and perhaps he'd laced small particles of iron, who was to know?

hm, was he done? you know you can go further

he could,

he knew very well how far he could go,

and this was a capital offence, this man, this worm had hurt what Fenrisulfr considered most precious to him - and as all who knew a Grimm well, when what was precious to them was hurt,

well,

then there was really no where you could hide,

his eyes narrowed to thin slits, the air around the usually warm canid creature felt colder almost - as fenris' aimed with a click of his claws to burn a single eye from this worm's skull with pinpoint aim - that or a rather large third degree burn alongside that 'pretty' face of his.

Ideally he'd like to tear the still beating heart from this filth's chest - but then it would all be over to quickly for adequate vengeance, that could come later and he could present it as the gore ridden trophy it was to a healing Amunet.

//fenrisulfr is vindictive when he wants to be whooboooiii

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