[he pushes Ashraf down to the ground and straddles him, not easing his grip in the slightest as he does so. Ashraf's expression alone--the surprise, the clenched jaw--feeds the fire, but it's not enough; not nearly enough. Koltira drives Byfrost into the earth beside them, and the sword glows with an unearthly, dark purple light that washes over both of their bodies.
Growling, baring his knife-point canines, Koltira lifts his empty, armored hand. The black plate gauntlets have clawed tips, which dig deep gouges into Ashraf's bare chest. Koltira smiles horribly as blood wells from the wounds, driving the point of his index finger into Ashraf's hip, where the skin is thin and the bone is close.]
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Growling, baring his knife-point canines, Koltira lifts his empty, armored hand. The black plate gauntlets have clawed tips, which dig deep gouges into Ashraf's bare chest. Koltira smiles horribly as blood wells from the wounds, driving the point of his index finger into Ashraf's hip, where the skin is thin and the bone is close.]