Even when the crocodile became still, Sephiran did not immediately release his hold. He waited for several minutes while holding its throat within his jaws, savoring the warmth of the blood that trickled from its punctured skin. He also took those moments to collect himself. Fighting the beast had taken a lot of energy, and somewhere along the way, Sephiran had felt very out of breath. Trying to breathe through his nose wasn’t cutting it, which was obvious by the grunts he was emitting. So, he finally let the croc go, making sure to carefully pull his fangs out of its flesh to avoid damaging them.
Not bad. Aresenn chimed in from behind him, and Sephiran’s head swiveled to face him. “That was… fun.” He cackled as he stepped off of its chest to admire their kill. Above his panting, he could hear the squeaks of its offspring still trying to call their mother back to the water. Which irritated Sephiran. It made him feel like they were mocking him… as if he hadn’t just killed their mother. “Her children are next.” He said, a low, irritated growl following his words. He didn’t wait for Aresenn to respond. He just turned away from him and trotted towards the water's edge, where he would pluck the closest baby from the water to kill it.
”Speech”
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