Shula looked at the man like he was crazy but she didn’t have much time to argue as the creature snapped at her. She reached forward, her hands holding on to its bottom and top jaw to keep the mouth open. Her hard scales prevented the teeth from breaking her skin but the pressure didn’t hurt any less.<br/><br/><i>One…</i><br/><br/>She could hear the number in her head, indistinguishable whether or not it was her thought or Faelan’s. The woman planted her feet firmly on the ground as the creature pushed against her, talons digging into the rough dirt.<br/><br/><i>Two…</i><br/><br/>Shula sucked in a deep breath, feeling the heat build in her belly. It was hot and intense, threatening to push its way out at any minute. She pushed against the creature more, widening its jaw further and obtaining a better grip on it so it couldn’t run away. A still attached tongue whipped out, wrapping against her throat.<br/><br/><i>Three…</i><br/><br/>Before the creature could have the chance to tightening its grip Shula expelled her flames, the plume of blue fire forcing its way down the creature’s throat and burning it from the inside out. When she was done with her flame she stepped back, coughing as the tongue slid itself off of her neck.<br/><br/>It laid in the dirt, writhing and screaming for a few seconds and spitting up blood before it went still. The thing looked disgusting and pathetic and Shula wrinkled her nose, the scent of burnt flesh catching up to her.