Geno chuckles at the lack of loot on Draco. "Figures... I suppose I wouldn't mind the armor, but I think I'm a bit too vengeful to wait any longer to eat this worthless bastard."<br/><br/>This normally would have been a difficult task, but after Sen's growth spell, the dragonfolk was now as large as the dead dragonfolk lying before him. Geno licks his lips and takes hold of Draco's head, pulling it to his own maw as he yawns it open as wide as it will go. He takes things slowly once he tastes Draco on his tongue, closing his eyes and moaning deeply as he pulls his rival in further and further. Before long, the blue dragonfolk is halfway in and Geno is tilting his head back, letting gravity help out in the process. He swallows slowly, savoring every moment of the thing he'd dreamed of doing for so long. Finally, the huge bulge of Draco can be seen going from Geno's throat down into his anxious stomach. He closes his maw around Draco's lifeless feet, swallowing one last time to send the final bit of him into his stomach. Geno falls onto his back moans loudly, holding on to his distended gut as if it were a trophy. "Right where you belong, you worthless traitor..."<br/><br/>Geno turns to Sashi and shrugs. "Too bad he didn't have anything worthwhile, huh? Don't worry though, I'll find you some good loot!"