[center] [h2][color=00aeef] Caesar [/color] [/h2]
[H3][color=red] Burning Rage [/color] [/h3][/center]
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Caesar growled at the impact of the burning tree, sliding across the deck before stopping himself with his claws. He coughed, and blood mixed into the oil on the deck. Wiping his face, Caesar turned rage filled with back towards the abomination.

It burned his fur. His [I] fur [/I].

He didn't particularly mind the possibly broken ribs, or at least severe bruising he'd gotten. But his fur?

That was bullshit.

He heard yet another announcement from the enemy ship. Stop fighting? Did the guy want to work together?

Fuck him. His mate burned Caesar's fur. They could all sink for all he cared.

Caesar barely registered any of the other failed attacks, but he did see that the Captain's shot had connected. That was a blessing, because this monster needed to pay.

And pay he would.

Without even thinking, Caesar stood upright, wincing as his chest twinged with pain.

And then he started sending Omni Slash after Omni Slash at the bastard, his breathing labored.