[the thing tumbles to the ground, Coil on top of it. it must have been one of the sneakier, quiet ones, for it lacks in much physical prowess beyond what its meaty exterior can handle.
it's easy to tear into, but there's a lot. black ichor, a putrid smell. it doesn't have the balance to get much more than a few scratches in, doomed to mostly-human fingernails itself.
it chews the words "kin-eating scum" out at Coil before trying to bite into the boy's shoulder--but the attack is its last resort.]
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it's easy to tear into, but there's a lot. black ichor, a putrid smell. it doesn't have the balance to get much more than a few scratches in, doomed to mostly-human fingernails itself.
it chews the words "kin-eating scum" out at Coil before trying to bite into the boy's shoulder--but the attack is its last resort.]