Bull is circling around Inky. You friend looks oddly bored for his part. Bull heel scuffs the ground and then charges. Inky sprawls out his legs and slams his hands onto his opponent's shoulders. Despite the size difference, Bull comes to a halt. Inky drops a quick elbow to Bull's neck then seamlessly grabs the back of his jacket, pulling it forward and down, over his head. Inky goes to grab his arm around the other mans neck and there is a roar from one of the two men, you're not sure which. Inky lets go and jumps to the side. Bull stumbles forward but stays on his feet. In between the two, a spray of blood flings through the air and sizzles on the fire.
Blood on the fire. Sounds like some katana making ritual.
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