How Doth the Little Crocodile

The attention of the Croc was averted as Resin went in for her assault. Rather then an attack she managed to clamp the beast's jaws shut. Killian whipped around to watch the scene, panting, and he was amazed. The older fae seemed to have some balls that he didn't. Nevertheless, Killian knew the door was now open to end the predator's life. With a low rumble of a growl her barreled forward. The male saw his opening as Resin moved upward. He would then aim to bite directly where she had formerly, working at that sensitive spot behind the Croc's skull. Killian thrshed his head viciously to do as much damage as he could. Blood spattered as he tore into the Croc and the life seemingly faded from the beast. The Klein did not stop until the Croc ceased it's own movement. Blood poured from the wound and Killian raised his head. The male snorted blood from his nose and swallowed whatever was in his mouth. "You are a brave Wolf." His voice breathed of slight awe before he aimed to pad away from the beast. "It will take some time to drag this thing home, or is it your aim to break it down here?"