644 Predictable

"Is this how you lost your pathetic life? Lying on your side like a virgin patiently waiting to be bedded? Humans crawling over your body like ravenous animals in heat?"

Tycondrius ground the sole of his boot over the lizard's eye socket... making certain he knew how exactly he was being insulted, "Open your legs for me, slut. I'll ensure your violation quick and painless."

"I will NOTTTT TOLERATE YOUR INSULLLTS!!!" The lizard roared... 

The mana in its voice threw Tycon off and away... and he grabbed onto a thick tree branch to steady himself. It was loud enough that his head began to ache-- even through the mana protecting his ears. 

The creature came at him... with tooth and claw.

That's what lizards did. First, they breathed. If the battle continued, they threw a tantrum, flailing about with their body.