Surviving

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Anger had clouded her judgement, the alpha noted. Her strikers were careless and she was using up all her energy. He still had enough to continue. The little witch threw her fireball at his head that he swiftly dodges and landed a side kick to her middle. She aimed to slash at him but he swept under her feet swiftly bringing her to the floor. Without another wasted thought he jumped on top of her and secured her hands at the side of her head.

She struggled beneath him as he stared her down.

“You are not getting away with this,” she sneered, “The others know what you have done and soon there will be here to slice your head off.”

The alpha chuckled at her empty threat.

“It had been hours since we started our little duel, sweet heart, “he mocked, “Surely if there was back up they would have already been here.”