RHYTHM OF THE WAR DRUMS | rebellion

[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Air suddenly pushed out of his lungs, causing the lion to freeze. His foot slid. Stryker gracefully fell to the ground with a thud. Wheezing, the lion attempted to muster up the strength to his feet but found himself out of breath and uncoordinated as the oxygen began to leave his brain. Instead, Stryker clawed at the air loosely. Even so this was his end. There was no way to get out of this one and he was bound to meet his quick end by the hands of the Snowbounders. Though he wanted more time, he knew when to call it quits.

Knowing his end, he wanted to let the others in the Pitt to have a safe leave. They didn't need to see him weak. 'Tsuyu, part ways and head back to the Pitt,' came his mental words. 'As for the rest of you, head out before they take off my head.' For a moment, he contemplated sending his leader and second-in-command a private message to address his relationship with them, but threw it aside. 'I can handle them myself.' While he did know it was his end, Stryker still let his ego get the best of him and was willing to throw himself into the pit of Snowbound's hell if it meant that his message got across. 'Go.' With Atbash on his tail, things were getting personal.

Expecting the crowd to run, the lion pushed himself to lay on his back with all the strength he had left in him. Neon eyes glared in Atbash's direction. A smirk lied on  his maw. His stomach was exposed, showing that he was open to be attacked by the Snowbound's true leader if she dearly wished to do so. It would prove his point but also show that he was willing to admit his defeat. All she had to do was give in... Even so, there were other ways to ending this rather than unprecedented violence. Either the leader ended it violently or awaited for his surrender while she choked him out.