a king walks among us
Contact made.
Hot iron fills Rey’s mouth as he tears apart hair and skin, the pegasus dashing away but not unscathed. It was even less impressive than Noam’s kick - which could have done more than it did against someone else - but a bite from a bull was desperate, a split-second calculation that aimed to do something, anything, and not to kill. This fight’s not going where I wanted it, he thinks, and it’s not because they’re almost-even right now. Noam hasn’t gone for the kill, and neither has Rey; they are locked in amateurish dance of tooth and hoof. They are both products of higher evolution than the mundane equine - why, then, do they spar as mundane men?
Noam sprints. El Rey thinks, Good, and savors the flesh in his mouth only a moment more before spitting it on the ground, blood and saliva and hide. Noam takes to the air, briefly, and a seed of hope sprouts in the stallion. Like a fallen star, Noam descends.
Death -
He imagines his neck being split beneath pegasi hooves. He imagines each vertebrae snapping out of place, bones crushed by the mass of hatred swelling around them. He imagines darkness, and in that darkness, there is no Eshek to shine a light.
El Rey sidesteps left. There is nothing but sand for Noam to destroy; it is already the dust of a million bones.
He does not die. Instead, he decides to kill.
Wherever Noam lands, if he lands - how could he not, so close to the ground, so intent on murder (if it could be called that, and not a public service-), El Rey dips his head and fills that half-heartbeat of space between them with horns. Perhaps Noam’s neck is closest, or his shoulder, flank, what-have-you; the bull intends to coat his golden crown in blood, whatever its source.
”in blood the blade, to its golden hilt, I’ll drown,“
I pledge you now, to death they all are bound,
Summary: El Rey spits out Noam's blood and flesh. Rey decides not to die. He dodges Noam's attack, and aims his horns at Noam's closest (Noam's right) side.
Attack Used: 2
Attack(s) Left: 0
Block Used: 1
Block(s) Left: 0
Item(s) Used: N/A
Response Deadline: Jul 11 (or whenever)
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