Millennia of bad decisions, of drink-fueled brawls, of nights leading to mysterious bruises and broken bones the morning after--all of them seemed to explode inside himself as she dug her fingers into his throat. And all the long-nursed grudges against his fellow godlings were just that much more gasoline added to the fire. Quite simply, he was just too utterly pissed off to care any more about living or dying.
His vision narrowed to a red tunnel as he forced a scream of rage out through his constricted throat. His head snapped forward like a striking snake, his jaw moving like a piston as his teeth clamped and ripped at her hand and wrist.