Eric doesn't mind doing all the fighting himself. He simply wants Dawn safe. There are worse ways to spend a fight.
Yes. They're a mess. They're definitely going to need a shower when they get home then Eric will have to send the car out to be detailed.. He's not entirely sure what's his, hers or fae either. As long as they're both moving forward, it's okay.
He smells Dawn's blood and turns, probably whipping Dawn around a bit to grab the fae that injured her. He twists it's neck a couple of times, pops it's head off and tosses the body and the head in different directions with a primal roar.
"We are not going to die," Eric promises her as he grabs up the witch fae again. He gets in the fae's face, fangs bared. "Did you see what I did to that one? I can promise you that your death won't be nearly as quick unless you drop that fucking circle now!"
The fae witch is shaking and Eric knows that he's got her. She mumbles some words, makes some gestures and the circle flashes bright then with an audible pop and the smell of ozone, Eric is able to step over the line. He holds the witch up by her throat. "Get out. Leave and if you ever touch anything of mine again, I will skin you alive then hang you in my basement so that you can be a blood bag for the rest of eternity!" He then throws the fae away from him, sending her sailing. He moves to the cauldron then.
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Yes. They're a mess. They're definitely going to need a shower when they get home then Eric will have to send the car out to be detailed.. He's not entirely sure what's his, hers or fae either. As long as they're both moving forward, it's okay.
He smells Dawn's blood and turns, probably whipping Dawn around a bit to grab the fae that injured her. He twists it's neck a couple of times, pops it's head off and tosses the body and the head in different directions with a primal roar.
"We are not going to die," Eric promises her as he grabs up the witch fae again. He gets in the fae's face, fangs bared. "Did you see what I did to that one? I can promise you that your death won't be nearly as quick unless you drop that fucking circle now!"
The fae witch is shaking and Eric knows that he's got her. She mumbles some words, makes some gestures and the circle flashes bright then with an audible pop and the smell of ozone, Eric is able to step over the line. He holds the witch up by her throat. "Get out. Leave and if you ever touch anything of mine again, I will skin you alive then hang you in my basement so that you can be a blood bag for the rest of eternity!" He then throws the fae away from him, sending her sailing. He moves to the cauldron then.