“Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me!”
Serris shot towards the girl, ignoring the awful agony within his belly, and pointed himself straight towards her still-functional anterior limb. He did not try to feign movements or slyly sneak his way into vital regions. Instead, the brute sprinted full out towards her loin, gathering his own hinds beneath him when he was only half a body’s length away. He propelled forward through the air, each finger of fur forcefully bending with the airstream, daggers extended out in front of his chest. Serris would smash into the girl’s hip area, one paw curling into the flesh of the upper thigh while the other plunged into her upper flank. Assaulting her from this angle, the demon hoped the sheer power of his movement would knock the mistress over. If she toppled completely, she would land on her injured piston, causing more havoc within the fracture. If she was just severely put off balance, the maiden would have to catch herself with her injured leg, likely causing further dislocation of the cracked bone and greater strain on the ligaments of her femur and tibia. With only one leg to handle the advance, it was highly unlikely she could hold her ground.
When all of the regal’s momentum was spent, Serris would drag his talons down the girl’s lateral exterior, imbedding his own mixture of dirt and bacteria into her skin, as if she were getting a tattoo of shit and soil. The instant his pads touched the earth, Serris would dive under slightly and shove his dentary deep into the crease of her inner thigh, aiming for the flexor digitorium muscles that lay there. Whether she was still standing or not, his main target was her femoral artery, the most splendid of all prizes. His chops would clamp onto whatever flesh he found, establishing his canines deep into her abdominal cavity, and from there he would shake his head with every bit of strength he could muster. The destruction would be extensive; severe bleeding, possible internal organ damage, likely rupture of the femoral artery, and unimaginable pain. If she somehow managed to dodge, he would still cause massive amounts of damage. If she dodged forward, Serris would latch on to the shaft of the femur and strip flesh from bone, even fracturing this pillar as well, rendering the girl completely immobile. If she dodged back, he would ram into her ribs, peeling all the skin from her ribcage and fracturing a few ribs in the process, making it nearly impossible for the girl to draw a decent breath. If she dodged up, Serris would latch onto the lower parts of the belly, the region in which he was just attacked, and tear as much as he could in hopes of luring the intestines out of their shelter. If she dodged down, Serris would plunge into the loin, potentially ripping into the kidney or jejunum that lay just below the surface. Of course, his attack could miss completely as well.
The deed done, Serris sprang backward, the jagged wounds in his gut still leaking profusely at all the movements of his body. He would give his skeleton no rest, however, for the next instant he was leaping back into the heat of combat, this time homing towards the posterior end of the she-beast. If she was still lying upon the rocky landscape, Serris would shoot straight down and position his jaws to close around the middle of her lower nape. If she was standing, he would do the same, but instead dip down slightly to go at the neck at a better angle. His dentals would snap shut around the bitch’s jugular, trachea, and other important veins and arteries that ran along that vital highway. The force of his mandible meeting his maxilla would crush her windpipe, leading to asphyxiation and death. He would thrash his skull anyways, slicing and tearing the blood-filled tubes and heralding a quick, painful death of blood loss. Serris was not here to play around. This was his final stand. The girl could dodge forward or back and he still would catch some point of her neck, dealing the same damage. Her only salvation would be a downward dodge, but his fangs would still sink into sensitive, blood vessel ridden side of the neck, possibly fracturing one of the cervical vertebra. Her complete dodge of his final offensive was not an option in the he-beast’s mind.
His mission successful, Serris loped away, putting plenty of space between himself and his opponent. The heat of the moment was starting to cool, and the sharp pain from both his wounds filled his brain cavity. Shapes flashed across his vision, horrible flashes of light blinding him, but he blinked them away and drew in some deep breaths. Everything in him cried; some things cried for air, others cried in fatigue, and yet others cried in suffering. Serris hoped he didn’t have to do anything extreme again, like his last two stunts. Nevertheless, he would survive and live to exist another day within his pack. Yes, this was all for them, his family, and he would give everything and anything for them. His lips pulled back in a defiant snarl, daring the girl to come at him again. He had made it through her worst; what more could she do to him? Even as crimson blood ran freely from his body, Serris felt invincible.
“... From Hell’s heart I stab at thee; ...”
Damage: Shallow wounds to the check and ridge of jaw bone; deep, jagged puncture marks and scratches to the bottom of the abdomen.
Full Hit: 1/1
Full Dodge: 0/1
Half Dodges: 1/2
Attack Summary: 4/4
I. Momentum of the attack could either knock Adara down completely or cause her to stumble and catch herself on her bad leg. Either would cause more damage to the fracture and strained ligaments. Deep, dirty claw marks down the length of the thigh and the lower loin going down to the side of the abdomen. Attack to the area of the inner thigh and back part of abdomen. Possible puncture of the femoral artery, causing death. Severe damage to the muscle, leading to extensive bleeding. If half dodge, moderate damage to the skin covering the ribs and possible fractures, possible fracture of the femur and stripping of the flesh around the bone, deep wounds in the lower abdomen, or possible internal damage to the kidney or small intestine and moderate shredded wounds to the upper loin.
II. Attack to the lower neck. Collapse of the windpipe, rupture of the jugular and other vital veins and arteries in the region. If half dodged, same damage to other areas of the neck, damage to the side of neck and possible fracture of a cervical vertebra.
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