Crocodile Dundee

Perhaps the creature knew that this was the last few moments of its life- it certainly struggled like it. There was a noticeable increase in active attempts to save itself- Aresenn was nearly thrown off his stance several times. But as the oxygen depleted from its body, so did its will to live, until eventually ... everything went still. A few moments after the final movements, the Praetor boy began to relax a bit- standing up straighter, rolling his shoulders to release to sudden intention. His sides were definitely going to hurt from being struck over and over again, but he would manage. "Not bad," He muttered, hopping off the crocodile to get a better look at it now that it was lifeless.