the wounds are open and bleeding out
Loren wouldn't have to try very hard at all to get Ronin's attention, and he cursed under his breath as the axe went sailing harmlessly by the siren. Skidding in the snow and ice and ducking to retrieve his weapon, he wasn't able to turn quite as sharply, but he did manage it in time. Blue-black eyes narrowing with unfettered fury, Ronin's grip tightened hard on the axe as he sprung into a reckless charge, aiming himself square at the Launceleyn this time. Lure or not, he was definitely in the ex-captain's line of sight now.
THE
FALLEN STAR
