He twisted; rocked back. Bit down on a finger.
Karrel jerked. Jarl bit harder. Lunging, he bucked the mutant forward ... hooked a hammering heel up and around, into the blank Fantay face.
It was Karrel's turn to rock back. The hairy arm lifted.
Jarl brought his chin forward, sucking air in great, choking gulps. He drove a savage blow home below the other's rib-casing.
Karrel tottered. Jarl broke clear; staggered upright.
The mutant threw himself round; started to lunge up.
Jarl kicked him in the face with all his might.
Karrel's head snapped back. His hand clutched for Jarl's ankle.
Savagely, Jarl stomped down on the fingers. He smashed rights and lefts to the grey-white mask face. A cut opened. Grey-green ooze spurted.