Children of men always squirm pathetically when faced with their ends. Not once had Baoht Zuqqa Roh seen one greet death with dignity, and this man was no exception. Writhing and pounding, leaving bruises beneath his scales and beating at his muscular head, not once did the small man succeed in inflicting a pain which Baoht Zuqqa Roh could not ignore. Instead, the Amal'jaa's teeth pierced through the man's chest and body. he felt his teeth pierce past muscles and through tendon, and when ripped his maw free of the man, blood was everywhere. Triumphant, Baoht Zuqqa Roh opened his arms, grabbing the man with one to cast him away. To let him bleed out and die as meat for his sand drakes.
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