A Yak of All Trades.

The discovery of her footing back in alignment, she went opposite of where Rakia held onto the Yak. Finding her own placement on a shoulder blade. The fleshy area meeting sharp teeth. Her body thrusted about for a brief moment. The beast refusing to go down. Even with the added weight to its own.

Helonia let out a sound of frustration. Needing this to be over as hunger stroked their insides. Melanth tugging harshly while putting down her weight. It was only a matter of seconds that the Yak would find itself sliding across the white flooring. Having lost its own step after the third attack. Something in them felt the nearing to an end.
"Helonia"~~"Melanth"