Beast Cores

An unknown amount of time later, Taira was almost unrecognizable.

None could ever accuse Fenris of being a gentle teacher, and his pupil's state reflected that.

Taira's whole body was a mess. The beautiful face that his wives were so infatuated with was no more.

Whole identifying chunks had been ripped from bone, his hair was, in some places torn out, and in others matted with his own blood.

One of his arms was broken. The other was missing entirely.

His beating heart could be seen through an open wound in his chest. And a few of his snapped ribs were poking through his chest.

It was a total miracle he was still on his feet and conscious.

As bad as Taira looked right now, it wasn't all for nothing.

Because Fenris was also wearing three brand new scratches on his face, chest, and arms.

"Well what do you know. You are harder to kill than I thought. I don't remember the last time that a pup like you has nicked me."