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The coyote received the punch, signified by the soft rush of breath that whispered in the space between them. But the coyote dropped to his knees before the pied brute could throw him. A slight grin curled the corners of his mouth as the brute withdrew his hand, raking his claws along the other as he did so. Corvus refrained from looking back at the coyote, knowing that he would immediately close the slight gap that would be given by his neck; it would be dangerous for him to do such a thing. For a moment the brute struggled with Onus, unable to gain a good hold upon him. There was no way in that particular situation where he would have been able to avoid that punch, and he took it silently. The black mind was vaguely aware of the pain that shot threw him as he caught his breath, the coyote’s teeth sinking into him arm. Corvus’ jaws parted in that eerie sneer as he pushed his chest out to gain more air. But the coyote was still close.
And Onus gave him that opportunity. The wolf’s arms were long enough, and he reached both hands up to hold the coyote’s head to his arm as he threw himself back. He sought to crush the other beneath him, to force him to release his hold upon him whether it was because of surprise or pain or simply to attack again (and the crow wolf did not expect it to be because of the former two). The neck of the masked creature was close enough for the crow wolf to sense to the blood that pulsed with promise beneath that skin. As the effects of that punch faded, the Korean regained more movement in his body as he twisted about, his jaws seeking the face of the vigilante. They snapped in the air with an audible crack of thunder as his hand moved to remove the arm from his neck, using pressure points and pushing the finger to the point of breaking. He was not going to allow the coyote to conquer him, and perhaps tonight he would not conquer the coyote. But that physical proximity was pushing the Korean's patience. He was tempted to push this fight to the end. Yet, that control did not allow it, and he knew that the game was not yet over.