Geno simply grunts at the foxtaur's threatening words. "You know, I'm always willing to give someone a second chance to change their ways, but it's pretty clear that your mind is set. You're a stubborn fool, Nurkisi, and it's going to cost you dearly. If the kitsune's meal is any example of your compatriots' strength, it would seem we have nothing to fear."<br/><br/>The dragonfolk turns quickly as he hears the yelling from afar, spotting the gang of rather... unfriendly looking people. He groans and turns back to Nurkisi. "Looks like we have a bit of company. I suppose I'll have to make this quick, then. It gives me great pleasure to put an end to your worthless life, taur. I hope you take solace in the fact that your body will aid me in defeating your friends..."<br/><br/>Geno grins somewhat wickedly as he grabs Nurkisi by the neck. It was unfortunate that he wouldn't have time to savor this meal, but he knew the group already had something else to deal with. With a single, mighty chomp, the dragonfolk has the vixentaur's head within his maw and a second chomp immediately afterwards pulls Nurkisi in past her shoulders. Geno wastes no time, gripping his meal's abdomen so he can gulp it down quickly and begin working on ingesting the tauric half.<br/><br/>He takes a seat at this point, craning his neck up to lift the remaining (and considerably larger) half into the air. With both claws firmly pulling on Nurkisi's body, Geno needs only to take a few more incredible gulps to swallow the foxtaur's huge gut and sizable rump down into his distended stomach. He closes his maw calmly, allowing only the tips of Nurkisi's footpaws and tail hang out. The dragonfolk lets his throat pull this last little bit in at a very relaxed pace, moaning quietly to himself as he does so.<br/><br/>As much as he hated rushing Nurkisi's demise, Geno knew better than to spend any more time eating her. The group needed to get moving and he didn't want to hold them up any longer...