Mark: What the hell… is this how you fight? Biting and scratching… like a girl.
Steve holds on as hard as he can and drives his teeth in deeper. Mark attempts to pull away but Steve wraps his arms around his chest and draws him in close with all of his might. Fists rain down on his head and broken ribs as Mark tries to beat him of with his now free arms and he pushes on Steve’s forehead to drag him away from his neck. It is pointless though, Steve has this locked in, he knows that this is his last move and must spend all of his energy with the gamble.
Mark: I’ll heal… You can’t…
Steve never intended to simply leave a scar however and digs deeper. Hoping blindly that his bite will