Chomp

Dalila focused on keeping the crocodile from flailing enough to knock her off, trusting that Scylla would complete her part of this plan without her having to check and make sure. Sure enough, the slate girl hurried over with an excited exclamation as she dodged the croc's swinging tail and she quickly tied its muzzle tight with he straps from her bag. Dalila grinned victoriously and hopped off of the crocodile that was now rendered far less dangerous while it attempted to struggle to get its mouth open in vain.

She leapt away from the reptile as well, giving it a bit of space while she waited for an opening to dive back in and get it turned onto its back. It eventually worse itself out enough that it stopped flailing just long enough for her to jump in, reaching over its back to grab its front leg that was on the opposite side from where she was standing. She tried to bite it but knew that she probably wouldn't get that good of a grip on the scales so she hooked a foreleg around the limb as well just to make sure before she started yanking back on the limb. It wasn't easy to get the heavy reptile turned over, but with Scylla's help they managed and got the crocodile onto its back, exposing it's soft underside.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, she pulled out the knife she had stashed in her bracer and drove it through the crocodile's throat. It was a bad enough wound that even if it didn't die right away it was at least mortally wounded enough that it certainly would eventually. She left the opportunity open just in case Scylla wanted to get her own blow in somewhere, but for now she'd just focus on keeping it from trying to turn over again and avoiding its wildly swinging tail.

"Dalila Vista Rocha"