“Why do you fight for her, corrupted Forest God?” Lugus sneered at Cern. Cern growled, the sound primal, originating low in his chest. They were still circling each other, twenty minutes into the fight, each bloodied in one way or another. Cern had a cracked rib, he was sure of it, but Lugus hadn't quite gotten off undamaged. Cern had done quite a number on Lugus' face. If the swelling was any indication, Cern might have even fractured the orbit around Lugus' left eye. He nearly snickered, then remembered himself.
“Emma is mine. It took me a long time to win her and I will not give her up that easily.” Cern spat.
“Yet you have not Claimed her, nor are you taking control of her actions.” Lugus pointed out.
“She refuses to let the old Claim completely die.” Cern snarled. “I c
