Dean's been in enough fights with angels to anticipate their tactics, and he counters, sweeping Castiel's blade away and slicing out to drag a long, neat line down the length of his bicep. There's no satisfaction in the red that blooms in the wake of the blade, but Dean is hopeful.
He'd stopped last time. First blood could be enough.
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Date: 2014-05-01 04:36 am (UTC)He'd stopped last time. First blood could be enough.