If it weren't for Apollo telling Serph that killing others is what makes the next life worse, he wouldn't have thought twice about responding to violence with extreme prejudice, the blades hidden within his arms having gutted and dismembered so many others. But Yang is a new comrade and maybe things here worked differently. Maybe there's another way.

He can see the hunger in her eyes.

He still has his mind, though. So when she lunges, he sidesteps. With an inhuman roar of his own, he follows Yang's attack with his own attempt to pin her down.

"So you want to eat?" He shoves his left arm towards her drooling jaws, turning it so the side that isn't covered in thick carapace is exposed to her teeth. "Then eat."