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Kai saw the paw and moved to dodge to the side in an attempt to avoid the incoming strike. For the most part, luck and skill were on his side as the full brunt of the attack just whizzed by him but a sharp pain laced through his side as claws dug in and ripped at him. Blood welled up from the wound and quickly began to run down his pelt, as the young male turned himself to face off with Muunokhoi once again only to see others attacking him. Though not life threatening in any means the wound would certainly cause Kai some pain and discomfort once the adrenaline began to wear away.

With another challenging roar Kai also joined to fray. Ignoring the seeping wound on his side he lunged forward with his own claws looking to strike hard at the older male's side.

18/30

Teeth caught the hyena in the side of his face, removing a chunk of an ear and ruining an eye. The male screamed in pain, thrashing, hoping that the pain was worth any ounce of glory he might receive for such an horrendous scar that the bite had surely left.

But Gren was still there, her eyes back on the predicament of her friend and with a fierce snarl she lunged straight at the lioness, putting her full weight behind it. This time, however, she was choosing to shove with brute force rather than focus on lasting damage.

She needed to free her friend.

She spat a curse in her rugged, guttaral tongue.


She felt the rend of flesh - hot beneath her claws - and curled her lips up into a grotesque smile full of bloodied teeth. The expression was short-lived, however, as in the next moment her opponent had lunged, the success of it taking half of her ear clean off.

The pain thrummed through her skull and suddenly she was backing away, shaking her head fiercely, blood flecking the air.

And then her odd-coloured eyes snapped across to where her leader was and her heart sank.

"Muunokhoi Oma," she breathed. She scarely wanted to believe it, but in her heart she knew. Their fight was lost. And lost so quickly...

"We verr not kursas this," she spat and, perhaps surprisingly, she turned and fled.

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They would gang up on him, would they? Ha, he would show them. He would show them. He was Muunokhoi, Braak Worrurd. Did they think he would go down so easy? Did they think he had not earned his title and the respect of those that had followed him to battle? He had killed a god today!!

His bellows were a mix of rage and pain as the Firekin began to close in; an attack here, an attack there. His limbs had started to shake, his adornments torn from his body to reveal even more healed scars beneath. They were closing in on wounds the other Firekin had previously made, using them to their benefit. Well, he would show them.

Slashing furiously at the air - somewhat around eye-level - he tried to get his attackers to get back. He'd maneuver them away from his injured side for some respite and buy some time.

Unfortunately as he twisted his position he was just in time to see Kuimsoem break away, retreating across the dusty wastes. He'd kill her for that. Kill her for her cowardice.

He felt Kasoro's teeth at his leg and swung again, throwing all his weight into his swipes, never holding back. He'd see them all dead if he had his way.

exclaim Nergui may now start fleeing for their lives. Those that don't will not be shown mercy.

Mat's resolve surged as the hyena screamed in pain, her teeth finding purchase and ruining one side of the male's face. Good, she thought as she shook her head vigorously. Let this be a reminder of Firekin strength! Even as she thought that, the lioness rammed into her side, knocking her jaws loose and the wind out of her lungs. She was tossed aside and landed heavily on her shoulder, and she spat out whatever she had torn away from the hyena's head. Fur, some meat, skin, nothing she wanted to hang on to.

She got to her feet, eyes blazing, but she could tell the tide had turned in their favor. She snapped her bloody jaws at the lioness, a challenging smirk on her face. "Come on, then," she said, a little growl in her voice. "Or are you going to run?"



Kasoro ducked a wild swing of a bloodied paw and darted back, away from the snarling Nergui. He could see others starting to fall back but they weren't any of the Firekin. Good, they had them on the run. He darted in again to land another hit, trying to keep the attacks coming even though the male was still fighting back. His attack was hardly worth the effort, though: the swinging Nergui hit him harder than he landed an attack, and he retreated, his shoulder burning with the claw marks left behind.

15/30

Los' blood was burning as he tore into any Firekin he could find, not staying in one place too long to really fight, just helping other Nergui as he saw fit. He cackled madly as he ripped an ear off a lion here and broke a tail there, his own body covered with new wounds. Each strike of a paw or bite only drove him into a further frenzy, though, his mind clouded with bloodlust.

Roars and yelps of pain from his own side, though, brought his attention back from the warlike state he'd been in. He couldn't believe what he was seeing: everyone was starting to fall back. Los wanted to stay and fight, but there was a sea of red starting to surge in his direction. Bloodied lions, their pelts already fiery, were damp with blood from the battle.

Los didn't fear death. He didn't fear anything. It wasn't a part of him. But he did know orders, and that was to see the artifacts they had recovered from the goddess back to their lands. There would be no glory in dying here, but seeing them safely back. With a snap of his jaws he charged forward, following his Nergui brethren.

Krieg was of a far different mindset from her father. She wasn't afraid to die, but she wasn't ready to just yet. She was young and had a lot to prove still, a lot to do for her pride. She had been fighting as her father had been, darting in and out to assist the lions that were locked in combat with the Firekin. Her jaws were now covered in the blood of the new enemy, the goddess' blood long covered over with the fresh, hot liquid.

She knew they had to fall back. There were far too many of the lions to take on, especially since some of them were injured to being with. She turned to go, running without shame. There would be a time and place to fight the Firekin, but now was not it. They were on a mission and she was going to see it through.

Kai had struck well, though most of the nergui seemed to be weakening this one would not back down.

Ka closed the gap over the sands and leapt forward, not sure how his strength would test against this beast of a lion, as he tried to ram him.

As Kai lay waiting for her brother to join her side, she saw a flash of the sun on the dunes.

A ghost, perhaps, she'd heard stories.

Perhaps one day the nergui would truly fall and that firekin sun could rise.

9/30 HP

More Firekin were joining in the fray. Kasoro grit his teeth against the pain and lifted his head, waiting for another chance to attack. How did the lion have this much energy? Perhaps he was god born himself. Kasoro was glad that he hadn't had a vision. Usually when he encountered blood he was thrown into a trance. This time, though, his 'power' was staying at bay.

An opening came and he saw his chance. He darted forward, a powerful attack to the lion's face with his claws. He hoped the brute force of the hit, coupled with his claws, were sure to do some lasting damage.

5/30 HP

The Nergui were on the retreat, that much was obvious, but Kasoro knew there would be no mercy shown to the lion that had brought down their commander. His attack hit and sent the male to the ground, leaving him open for more. Kasoro followed him down, falling upon the lion with a snarl, teeth flashing as he leaned down to close his jaws on the male's throat, just under his jaw. He bit down hard, the mane not offering any protection. He could hold him while the others finished him off.

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Mat lowered her head as the ugly female sized her up. She knew this would be a hard fight if she took the bait, but the hyena spoke to her and got her to run. A smirk crossed her muzzle as the pup stood on shaky legs, shouting some battle cry. The lioness would get away, but she would still get a prize after all was said and done.

"You're very loyal for scum," she said, claws digging into the dirt. "I'll give you an honorable death since you're accepting your fate and not fleeing like those cowards you call pride mates." She darted forward, jaw gaping as she slammed into the sorry excuse for a hyena. She tore at his throat to end his misery swiftly, keeping true to her word. So long as he didn't put up a fight he could die much more peacefully than he had lived.

3/30 HP

Kasoro held his ground, feeling hot blood bubble past his mouth. The energy was going out of the lion slowly but surely. Much more blood loss and he'd be dead in moments. He growled low in his throat, threatening the Nergui to do anything other than accept his fate.