[Nil tastes the liquid on his forefinger, just to be sure. The coppery tang spreads over his tongue and confirms his suspicions - blood. His eyes linger on the beast. He's never seen a creature like this one before.]
And they're far easier to kill.
[He sounds disappointed.]
There are more of them. [A small gesture is made with his knife, out over the water.] There... and there.
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And they're far easier to kill.
[He sounds disappointed.]
There are more of them. [A small gesture is made with his knife, out over the water.] There... and there.