Godric had remained still and he was not paying anymore attention to Caprica for the time being. She was laying still on the ground without the ability of her front legs and he did not suspect she would wish to injury herself anymore. He had given her a decent wound on the back of her neck but he did not know the extent of it. He would not care to it in this moment until she surrendered to whatever he wanted. But he should have been paying attention and he cursed himself for it. Her teeth caught onto his shin and he gritted his teeth. He did not give up any more seconds and he did not jerk his leg away; that would make it worse. Instead, with force, he pushed his leg into her mouth to prevent her from biting down any further. If his leg locked into the back of her jaw, pushing to its limits, she would be unable to latch further to cause anymore damaged.
He pushed as hard as he could to hurt her before he bent slightly with a curled fist that aimed for his head. If he jerked away to do more damage, the skin of his leg would rip more and he was already aggravated with the amount of blood she caused. "I warned you," he growled, drawing back from the first punch to offer another one, this time toward her chest to knock the breath out of her, assisting in getting his leg out of her jaws.