Like the Blade You'll Stain [Day3 Kerfluffe vs. Mutts]

Ow.

For a moment, the plan worked. His scales turned to armor, his breathing slowed, his blood like cement in his veins. He deflected attacks without even moving, a rock against the force of the wind.

But then, the scrawny one attacked.

Again, the blow landed.

Buns hissed, a long and threatening exhalation. He reared his head, a final warning.