A low rumble left the male as he circled another komodo. The duo clearly locked in combat. Bits and blows landing. The duo would slam their chest together. Trying to knock each other over. The loud slap sounds and bellowing could echo over the land with ease.

Then, he did it. He toppled his foe and the npc turn tail. Running as alphonse chased. Chasing him right from the lands he called home. He did not tolerate trespassers lightly. Even ones like that. Feral or sentient. He would fight and he would win. Point blank.

actions | "speech" | attacking