Smiling Crocodile

Ciná held on to the crocodile's jaws as tightly as he could, certainly not wanting to become the now splintered and broken wood he had used to distract the reptile for a moment. That severely limited what else he could do in the fight, but keeping the crocodile contained and unable to bite felt like a worthy cause while Kotori handled the rest. The Valta leader jabbed at their opponent with his horns which the large predator didn't take too kindly to. Even though the creature's hide was thick and scaly, it seemed like Kotori at least hurt it enough for it to take notice and it started to thrash harder and whip it's tail back and forth in some attempt to reach its attacker with some kind of retaliation. Ciná pressed down harder on its snout to make sure it couldn't get away, his claws gripping and trying to find leverage on the slightly slick skin. "I can probably try to get it flipped onto it's back if you help me," he called to Kotori. "The belly is probably easier to puncture than the top!" He waited to see if Kotori wanted to go that route, at the ready to grab the Crocodile's head and turn if Kotori helped him get some leverage.

Cináed