attempts to roll the tangle of bodies by pushing with one foot against the side wall of the roof. Mark counters by rotating the opposite way and cancelling his tactic.
Steve can feel the blood pool in his head as the noose of forearm and bicep constrict the flow and make him dizzy. As he contemplates dying such a meaningless death to somebody he has zero respect for, he attempts another roll with the last of his strength, Mark counters again by forcing him the opposite way but anticipating this Steve also changes the direction of his roll and they spin over onto one side. At the same time Steve tucks his chin and uses both hands to lift Marks forearm level with his mouth.
Mark screams in agony as Steve teeth drive deep into his flesh. They struggle some more