A splatter of blood from the new hole in the fox's neck was the second - the way it was done, it might have been the equivalent of spitballing into her hair.
The head was tossed towards the crowd, the body the opposite way. Yet even so the blood did not calm him, and if anything just enraged him further at how simple it was to just kill rather than stir up trouble; he had never been any good in that. Too much patience and too much waiting. His talents laid in actively frightening prey to death, if not outright slaughtering them.
Exhaling sharply through his nose, Shik took to the air and winged back towards the portal without another look at the miserable town and its miserable ******** humans.
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