Luca danced in and struck out twice. He wasn’t being particularly crafty he just wanted to run the claws along a bit of skin to see if anything happened. The strike wouldn’t have drawn blood even on a human so it wouldn’t seem threatening to later fighters. On human skin the swipe would have left faint scratches. On the alligator it left no marks. It seemed with Jones’s earlier move they had become quite cautious on that matter. If Luca wanted blood from this one, he’d have to stab in hard. He’d take that way if he had to, but he hoped to save that sort of seriousness for a later fight. He’d said he’d take five and he intended to do just that. The fight dragged on for five minutes, then ten. Luca kept moving in with care. He was making and interesting balancing act to make his actions se

