Getting rid of the hyena at least freed the Ulfric long enough for her to retrieve the gun hidden at her back. With it, another rat easily fell to her expert marksmanship. The two fought back to back, circling as their opponents circled.
Areo fucking hated snakes; well, he disliked anything that tried to piss with him, but snakes and hyena’s were the lowest on his “I fucking hate you” were meter. The fact that the two mother fuckers were now wrapped around him like god damned contortionists proved his point. They were more annoyance than true test, but that didn’t stop the fact that with each bite and scratch he hurt. He would also feel like complete shit due to the venom.
The scent of fresh blood, other than his own, filled Areo’s lungs and he could sense the Ulfric fade just a little. She’d refused to shift and honestly, he didn’t care. Aero was done playing games with the rogues. Grabbing hold of the snake on his back, the wolf tossed him across the street; its limp body sliding across the pavement while the other was pulled from around his waist and crushing into the asphalt. The sound of the other man’s skull cracking open gave Areo great pleasure. Free, the larger wolf turned his attention to the remaining shapeshifter, who scuttled away from Leighton; her knife buried hilt deep in his stomach. As easily as he took wolf for, Caseareo shifted back to human. Moving to stand beside Leighton, he growled, “He’s yours to kill, Ulfric.” Yes, there was definitely a change in tone as he called her by her Rank…along with the heavy weight of something else unsaid.