"DIE!" roared Hanone and Tsume in unison as the both of them pounced upon Aharon. Before he could so much as complete a single wink of all things, Aharon found himself on the receiving end of the rage he'd incited within Hanone and Tsume. Hanone's fangs sunk into Aharon's left shoulder as if it were no tougher than the most tender of steaks. And Tsume's claws dug into Aharon's right shoulder as easily as a mole could tunnel through the softest of earth. As a means of maintaining his composure in the face of the excruciating amount of pain he was experiencing at the moment, Aharon gritted his teeth to the point where just about no one would have blamed you for believing that he was in desperate need of a crapper. Unfortunately for Aharon, the admittedly short amount of time it took for him