Taao stood in the centre of the cage, and not once did his reddish eyes leave Miki.

What was outside of the cage held small interest for him.

He understood his business, and murder was bred in his heart.

For a space during which Durant's heart beat like a hammer Taao turned, as if on a pivot, following Miki's movement, and the crest on his spine stood up like bristles.
Then Miki stopped, and in that moment Durant saw the end of all his hopes.

Without a sound the wolf-dog was at his opponent.