Kraznir strode forward along a pretty abandoned street, or it was now thanks to his...methods. Resting a hand on his bulging and squirming, quite large belly, he'd swallowed two lovers who'd tried to make it through the territory, telling the other he'd go easy on them if they willingly joined their love in his greedy gut. Hefting one of the assault rifles back onto his shoulder, he yawned and leaned against a wall. His belly rumbled, signifying he was still hungry...