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>Gritting your teeth, you instinctively held your leg, allowing Aggron a precious second to recover.
>Adrenaline repressed the pain.
>You’d bruise for sure.
>Letting your rage get the better of you, you scrambled over to the prone giant and threw a hasty punch.
>The first struck true, hitting her exposed side and eliciting a groan.
>The follow-up hit her metal armbrace, which she brought up just in time to block you.
>It was like punching a frying pan.
>You backed away, clutching your fist and grimacing.
>Aggron chuckled deep, pleased at her good fortune.
>Her heavy, labored inhale signified she was far worse off.
>Pushing herself off the ground, she realized you did more damage to her right arm than she felt.
>She slammed back down, falling atop the uncooperative limb.
>You exhaled slowly, letting your fury dim and disappear.
>This was a mother protecting her children, not some predator that failed its hunt.
“Listen.” You said, kneeling down to be more at eye level.
“I hope you can understand me.”
>You stared at her eyes.
>They were clenched tight from the pain.
>You might have done more damage to that arm than you thought.
“It’s not fair what happened. But it did.” You mused. “I’m sorry.”
>She snorted, and rolled her bulk to the side.
>She glared at you but made no effort to restart the fight.
>Her aura radiated submission and a grudging respect.
>You’d established yourself as the alpha.
“You will leave.” You stated matter-of-factly.”
“There’s a junkyard just out of town thataway.” You pointed. “I’ll make sure you and your babies get there.”
“Plenty of iron. Lotta space. You just gotta-“
>Aggron’s eyes narrowed and her fury returned.
>She growled and tried getting up again, only to this time have her injured leg fail her.
>You assumed a defensive posture, but followed her eyes.
>She wasn’t staring at you.
>She was looking behind you.
>Back at the truck.
>Where the aron were.
>And where a nosy photographer snuck in.