03-02-2010, 03:40 PM
It had been done. Brutus picked up the scent of the other male and hurried to finish while Angels spirit remained broken and unable to move under his grasp. He heard the words of the male and saw the sword aiming above his head and pinned his ears back and spat at the ground. "Go ahead and try." He threatened as he stepped back and did a couple flips back, since he was skilled partially in the martial arts, and found Angels dagger. Yes, it was not a typical thing to use against a sword but it was only lethal with the one that used it. Now freed from his grasp Angel finally slithered away into the shadows and curled into a ball. How the hell did Brutus find her here? Feeling herself torn and bleeding she knew she would have to get up and fight to help Pendez but she was in no shape of doing it. She was still dazed from being bashed on the head and her ear still bled from it missing. Anger began to build into Angel as she watched the two of them about to fight and her fangs soon appeared. In mere moments she would get up and strike Brutus but dared not to with Pendez using his sword. He would be able to take care of Brutus. Right now, Angel needed to care for herself. Inside the cabin were bows and arrows and Angel knew if she could get those she would be able to make a clean shot when she had an opening.
Brutus smirked at the white male and soon lunged at him before making a flip over his head to come behind him. If he could do that he would be able to get at least some advantage and his cockyness would not help. Being that he overpowered and just impregnated Angel he had his pride way up and it would distract his judgement for sure. This he did not think about as he came close to the blade. Seeing how close he was he had left his side open and soon backed off. Damn him for having a sword, the black male thought to himself. A head on charge would be near suicide if he tried it but if he could block it with the eight inch dagger he would be fine so he did such prepared for any attack that may ensue from the white male. If this was successful he would let out a kick to the gut, since the hands were occupied and try to knock the wind out of him and if it failed he would try some other attack.
Brutus smirked at the white male and soon lunged at him before making a flip over his head to come behind him. If he could do that he would be able to get at least some advantage and his cockyness would not help. Being that he overpowered and just impregnated Angel he had his pride way up and it would distract his judgement for sure. This he did not think about as he came close to the blade. Seeing how close he was he had left his side open and soon backed off. Damn him for having a sword, the black male thought to himself. A head on charge would be near suicide if he tried it but if he could block it with the eight inch dagger he would be fine so he did such prepared for any attack that may ensue from the white male. If this was successful he would let out a kick to the gut, since the hands were occupied and try to knock the wind out of him and if it failed he would try some other attack.