<span style="font-weight: bold">Alyssa, Jules, Salla</span><br/>The monster still shakes and wriggles, its maimed tails flailing around, the many eyes whirling with mad rage. Alyssa manages to cling her legs to its head, enough to slow considerably the swallowing process ... but she knows it won't last for long. The tightness of the slimy throat, the strong muscles hungrily forcing her to slide down, the ever-present scent of treacherous acquiescence...<br/>Yet, the monster has never been as exposed as it is now, and Jules, in a desperate outburst of heroism, decides to exploit its distraction, charging straightforwardly with his sword raised. The creature doesn't even seem to notice him at first- and when it does, its lashing attack are avoided swiftily without even slowing down. With the first blow, the blade penetrates deep into the monster's lower body; as it screeches hideously, the sword rises and descends again and again, splattering thick blood everywhere at each blow. Soon, with a final shriek, the monster succumbs to exhaustion, pain and blood loss, collapsing lifelessly on the floor; in a flood of white drool, Alyssa is spat out, dripping wet in the scentful substance.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eilnear</span><br/>(<span style="font-style: italic">Clearly, Orokos wants you dead. Luckily you have some huge strenght bonus on your side</span>)<br/>With a colossal strain, and profiting of every little bit of your great muscular strenght, you manage to lift and hold back the looming monster enough to crawl out and rise up again - much to the monster's astonishment, as it seems. You stagger backwards, as your muscles demand their tool for the exceptional exertion - and your opponent doesn't wait for long, as its tongue darts again and again, in a quick chain of lunging attacks. Withdrawing and swinging your axe, you manage to shun some of them, but many connect, opening several small but painful wounds on your arms, legs, flanks ...  Finally, the monster retreats it tounge, as to prepare for a final assault.<br/>Adrenaline is running wildly in you, but you know your stamina will soon be depleted, and you're badly hurt - if you had to extimate your damages, you're at least half way to the point of being definitely knock off.