Crocodile Dundee

While Sephiran kept the croc distracted, Aresenn did exactly as he was told. His gaze looked beyond the scaly creature just below his paws, and he watched as the boy grabbed the sensitive meat on its leg. This attack caused an immediate reaction, and despite his attempt at keeping the croc's attention on him, it twisted around to try and fend Aresenn off. Sephiran took this moment to launch an attack of his own. He leaped down from the rock, landing on its elongated mouth. This caused its gaping jaws to slam shut, and given the weight of his body and the momentum of his launch, it sounded like a tooth or two cracked inside of the croc’s mouth.

Sephiran couldn’t find his footing on the damp scaly head of the apex predator. But that hadn’t been his goal anyways. He had wanted to keep the croc from biting Aresenn, but also do a bit of damage to its eyes. Moments after landing on its face, he kicked off with his back legs to leap back onto the beach, dragging his claws across its eyes in the process. His claws weren’t sharp like a feline, but given the grime on them and how hard he had to kick off to leap away, he knew it would momentarily blind their opponent. It started to thrash, hissing in agony and whipping its tail around. “The other leg!” He yelled between barks which were meant to disorient the beast further.

”Speech”