[ Bad things happen when you get thrown to the ground. You get pinned, you get messed the fuck up, you get worse than dead. Ephemera bares his teeth, the sickly-sweet taste of blood in his throat like shiny new pennies. Shoves his face into the dirt, digging his thumb up toward his eye. Of fucking course. Brutal. Textbook. Felix could blind him for real. Wouldn't even be hard.
Ephemera bares his teeth and swings toward Felix's throat. Digging his nails in for the wound he made. And with his free hand, he does his level best to slap the fucker across the face.
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Ephemera bares his teeth and swings toward Felix's throat. Digging his nails in for the wound he made. And with his free hand, he does his level best to slap the fucker across the face.
People don't expect that one. It startles them. ]