you're livin' for the rush, for that royal flush, but you take what you can get
This is far from their first rodeo at this point, but even so, Danta will likely apologise to Asta later for the way the butcher completely vanishes into his periphery. The second the blood spikes through the air the Maverick is lost to it and to his bloodlust, and even as the prisoner struggles and swats at him, it only spurs him on. In fact, the poor criminal will find himself missing a finger or two, the digits bitten clean away with a spray of blood and crunch of bone, while Danta continues to rip into him.
Aware of Asta holding down his prey only as a presence somewhere behind him, as the clearing grows heavy with the stench of iron, the Maverick loses himself to the feast. He has no idea when he returns to himself, only that by the time he does, the man has stopped moving and his ribs stand cracked open, wet and glistening in the cold air. Breathing hard and feeling a snarl curl across his lips, he resists the urge to perform further violence only thanks to the dawning realisation of the butcher nearby, Danta sitting back enough for him to get his fill.
Aware of Asta holding down his prey only as a presence somewhere behind him, as the clearing grows heavy with the stench of iron, the Maverick loses himself to the feast. He has no idea when he returns to himself, only that by the time he does, the man has stopped moving and his ribs stand cracked open, wet and glistening in the cold air. Breathing hard and feeling a snarl curl across his lips, he resists the urge to perform further violence only thanks to the dawning realisation of the butcher nearby, Danta sitting back enough for him to get his fill.
Dantalion
you play your final ace for a pretty face, tastes like scotch and cigarettes
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
