Hales tail wraps itself around himself and Hannibal gently as he leans up, kissing his and Draco's cheeks softly before letting his tail return to wrapping around his waist alone, casting a glance over his shoulder at Crask, his eyes sparkling with... excitement? No... something more than that... He actually seemed to be<span style="font-style: italic">enjoying</span>this.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">The rumbling begins anew as a large gate raises in the far end of the arena, a massive beast seemingly composed of tentacles and a mouth, and nothing more, slowly sliding out, leaving a trail of thick, sweet-smelling slime behind it...</span>