Shade felt his enemies teeth sink into by his neck, he help back a yelp and he noticed some howling from the crowd for Elettra to 'beat the shit out of him.' He hissed, biting down on her thigh and gripping down tight. A small snort before doing so. He found that he just couldn't let Elettra win and he figured at least with his current shape, he wouldn't be able to go straight back to the pack right away, he'd had to get his injuries matched up, the vision in his left eye started to blur. Shit, shit, shit. His thoughts were the least of his worries. She used her weight to slam him into the water, he kept the important stuff above water, but just barely.

He let out a small hiss, narrowing his eyes further. "Where.Is.She?" He managed to say at a voice so low only Elettra could hear him. Anger pulsing through his fur. He kicked his legs at her, since she had him held in the water, he aimed to knock at her stomach to get him out of his... situation. He wouldn't give up and that was a lesson she had to learn fast. Win or lose, it was going to tell who it was who was going to respect who. If he won, maybe Elettra would leave him alone, even when in the same area, and if she won, he would show her the same respect.... in time at least. He had to be calm, but he wasn't.

The pressure on his neck, he could feel, was great and he needed to get relief from it soon. He whispered the name of his former mate, his eyes having pure range in them as he said three simple words. "Gabrielle Rosealia Slayer." He stated it so again, only Elettra could hear him. And he worked his neck slightly to his right and bit down hard on the bottom area of her leg. He had an ideal in mind, to get her to let go of his throat. They were both getting weaker, he could tell, and it seemed like they could both win, but only time would tell for sure. His tail lashing from side to side underneath him. He would win, he had to, he was convinced and determined. He hoped to almost shock her {though he highly doubted it} so he could get another attack in and maybe even end this fight.

He was no Matador but he had beaten wolves in fights before, his history could prove it. The thing that concerned him was if he took Elettra out, would her two little accomplices, or just packmates, or whatever, attack him? He had once demand if he won this fight. He would demand that she leave him alone and that she never attempt to harm him or his family again. He found that his family consisted of all in his pack, everyone. From Anastasia to even Beezlebub. That reminded him that he needed to talk to Anastasia and Spectre about him. Anastasia had accepted him, and he always trusted Ana's opinion, but Spectre felt as if.... as if he shouldn't be there. Whatever the scenario, he would deal with it and Beezlebub would stay where he was. There was no reason for Shade to see him as a threat other than Spectre's ill wishes again the man.

Shade hissed as she shook his neck, her anger directed straightly at him, he put all his force into one powerful kick on her soft and decently exposed belly. Her anger made it obvious to him, Elettra didn't do it, Rosealia had ran away. He closed his eyes, focusing and trying to defend himself in the best possible way against her violent shaking. His thoughts focused on what he had now. He had his family to think about, primarily about Karpos, Adsila and Spectre, his eyes flashed open once more. "Bitch, I don't die that easy." He hissed in anger, he had taken worse as a kid, nearly death as a pup before his excellent mother {excellent in the healing arts} healed him back to help. He kept the important stuff above water, as usual.

It had all started when he mistakenly traveled in the wrong direction to visit Narime, passing her pack by some odd miles. Shade's mind was blank, only faces appeared. Karpos and Adsila to remind him why he left, Spectre to remind him what he was fighting for and lastly Elettra's and Rose's to remind him of anger and how he usually dealt with it, a fight. All he could hope was that Elettra was to let go of his neck, and that her next attack missed just like her first attack had. Then he could attack and finish her off.

She let go of him, his neck at least, and he knew he was in for trouble. He attempted to start lifting himself up, to fight once more, but alas, she went forward, grabbing his muzzle and slamming his head into the shallow part of the lagoon near where he laid. Humiliation, but it wouldn't stop him. She had once this fight, and he was in no doubt need of healing, but she had not won the war that she had started with his first attack. With what little energy he had left, when Elettra backed off, Shade knew what he had to yell. "SPECTRE RUN." He stated it just in case she decided to go after her since she was of the same pack, same smell and everything.

His head flopped down, his nose and muzzle barely out of the water, he was unconscious and he wasn't going anywhere without help anytime soon. He had failed, in his mind, to prove some greater strength that he knew in his heart that he had never had. The whole thought of not running when Elettra had missed the first time he was regretting. He had started to regret it when Elettra grabbed his neck, everything had been decent for him until she had done that specific move. The blood from his neck wound was slowly turning the water around him red. The day that the lagoon ran red. It was the day the lagoon ran red with blood. He wondered... would he survive this one?

Shade exit due to unconsciousness-