Crocodile Dundee

Aresenn quickly picked up on what Sephiran was trying to do. Abandoning his post, he came to his side, and used his shoulder to help heave the crocodile onto its side. It started to flail, thrashing harder against the ground, trying to keep itself from being tipped. But, given that both of its back legs had been shredded and were useless, it couldn’t find any footing to keep itself upright. It toppled over with a loud thud, and hissed while snapping its jaws. Aresenn tumbled over and landed on its belly, while Sephiran fell forward onto its chest. He was quick to lift himself back up, front claws scraping against the sleek scaly skin of its underbelly. He avoided its snapping jaws and thrashing body, waiting for an opening to grab its throat. And, when it presented itself, he took it. He bit down with all of the strength he could muster, fangs penetrating the thick skin and puncturing the windpipe given their length.

”Speech”