Crocodile Dundee

The crocodile's movements were thankfully hindered by Thalia's weight upon her back and it gave Pestilence just enough of an edge to stay away from it's deadly snapping jaws. From the corner of her vision she could see the other Abraxas shifting around, trying to find purchase somewhere that could end the beast.

When Thalia reached down to try and access it's throat, Pestilence moved herself closer to the head to try and take it's focus. She remained as far out of reach as she could while still feigning enough of an attack for the crocodile to keep it's head straight, but if Thalia wasn't able to make a killing blow soon she wondered if it would be worth it to try and throw her weight upon the crocodile's face instead. Before she spoke she'd considered and rejected a half-dozen words, all variations of 'fucking kill it already!' though while Thalia remained a partner in the battle, Pestilence didn't want to be too rude. Now was not the time for insults or snaps, and instead she seethed a hopeful. "Can you get to it?" Her eyes never left the crocodile's teeth, using all her energy to keep it's attention upon her while keeping her limbs out of it's mouth.