Once he's airborne there is no stopping the spring of movement and it carries him straight at Ben. His claws find purchase and dig into the wolf's flesh, but even as he does so, Ben drops and uses Alex's own weight and inertia against him. His claws are still in Ben's sides, but they are jerked free in a spray of blood as the leopard is flung across the hall.

He shakes himself out, rising back to his feet again with a snarl of frustration. His angry gaze darts to Lily as she moves in toward Ben, intent on getting him away from Alex. He sneers, whiskers and ear pinning back as his tail lashes angrily behind him. He thinks himself the stronger and best suited for this match, cocky in his own abilities.

"Yes, Ben," he rumbles mockingly, moving to circle the pair now that Lily has given up her distance to get closer to Ben. "You're bleeding. You should go now." Both of them are hurt, and that puts him at an advantage; even if it's not as good of one as he imagines it to be. His muscles tense and he's darting in with only that warning, slashing and snapping for any purchase he can gain on the wolf.