“Ngkfuck-“ Laszlo choked, voice high-pitched. He doubled over before falling to his knees, holding his groin. He had been trying to feed, that’s all. It wasn't his fault, really, nor did he care that much to apologize

“Bloody tawdry move, but damn good shot," he commended, raising a finger, as if to pause the moment. He gave another grunt of pain, nodding a few times. He had to admit he deserved it, now. He had been sloppy with his attempt to bite them.