[The brazenness worked in her favour, Byleth too bewildered at her seeming lack of self-preservation to react in time to the leg sweep. He wasn't able to evade it, but feeling his weight pitch sharply downwards from the leg sweep ignited his combat instincts in a way that overrode his sense of fair play and restraint - sheer animalistic survival instinct went into overdrive.
They both hit the ground, and in the confusion Byleth lost hold of the knife, but he didn't let that give him pause. He had faltered and held back enough. Gavial wanted a tussle, then he'll give her one! Snarling with the same guttural depth as some sort of predatory beast, Byleth immediately began grappling with her before she clawed an even bigger advantage over him, clearly trying to roll them over so that he could pin her down with him on top.
He fought like a wildcat! Kicking, clawing and, yes, attempted biting... someone needed to break this up soon before it got even more heated...]
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They both hit the ground, and in the confusion Byleth lost hold of the knife, but he didn't let that give him pause. He had faltered and held back enough. Gavial wanted a tussle, then he'll give her one! Snarling with the same guttural depth as some sort of predatory beast, Byleth immediately began grappling with her before she clawed an even bigger advantage over him, clearly trying to roll them over so that he could pin her down with him on top.
He fought like a wildcat! Kicking, clawing and, yes, attempted biting... someone needed to break this up soon before it got even more heated...]