[h1][center][color=gold]Lord Zion[/color][/center][/h1]

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[color=39b54a]"I don't care if you have a pack with you I'm the strongest lone wolf that U.A has to offer!"[/color] growled Mori as he bit viciously into Zion with his sharp teeth shaking his head to worsen it. Even if it wasn't that deep the sharp fangs of a wolf shredding into flesh were bound to be painful.

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Zion didn't even take note of the fire being expelled by the fellow villain as he roared out in pain due to Mori's retaliation, the claws into arm, sharp fangs viciously sinking into flesh. Though after the abrupt sound escaping Zion, laughter filled it. Golden eyes glaring upon the wolf boy, voice unwavering and bleeding with pride and confidence. This was not ideal, but at least the foolish boy fell for his trap. Now close up and personal for an extended period of time Zion could easily take his one open hand and rake his claws across Mori's face hoping to damage his eyes as much as possible. If he caused enough damage this way, Mori could risk blindness, which would be quiet the problem for the up and coming heroes future. If other hand was able to, though it was grapled by Mori, Zion would bring the hand against throat and clench against it. Hoping to stabilize the thrashing maw of the wolf-boy, along with hinder air supply. However, Zion prioritized clawing Mori in the face, against his eyes, above all. Talking as he did so, as he glared intently upon Mori. Zion shouted loud enough, in hopes the other heroes heard his voice and realized the trouble their wolf-friend was in.

[center]"[color=gold]Good! If yah truly are da best upcoming hero. Allow meh to produce sum damaged goods into da growth of hero society. We shall make yah an example, lone wolf, best da hero school has tah offah (Offer), of what happens when yah try to become a hero in dis new age.[/color]"[/center]

As one hand attempted to grab throat, other hand clawed against face. Foot of the lion harshly kicked forward. Zion didn't care if he hit between the wolf-boy's legs, or against his stomach. There is no such thing as a 'fair fight' after all. Zion was merely working to break this supposed 'lone wolf' down piece by piece. Zion would of went for a claw strike against throat, but orders existed to not kill any of the students. Hoping to rely on his greatest attribute, his durability, Zion placed his bets on lasting longer than the wolf in this charade. But deeply wished to get this part done, so he could move on to help with the next brat.