Success
Was he doomed to become a chew toy?
Her teeth were in his shoulder, the boy wincing but...comforted he didn't feel any piercing.
Yet, at least.
Does that make you feel better?he aimed to shove her back, to get her off him before she tried to gnaw his leg off like some little demon, half bucking, half swinging. Almost a mirror of their 'dance' at the tournament, though here the ground wasn't already stamped down and slick from others fighting before them.
He positioned himself then, either Lylith free or not, at the tree tunnel entrance, ready for another of her charges as the sweet scent of the blooms reached his nose.