They're both bleeding now. He can taste his blood, smell hers. She hits hard enough to present a challenge, to make this fun. The madness hasn't swept over him yet, but its there at the edges of his mind, clouding everything.
He offers surrender again by way of a deep snarl, crouching near her ready to pounce, but not attacking, one last chance. She wants to consider herself a savage fighter, a near-monster... he'll gladly show her what that is if she insists.
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