(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

It crashed into me, all claws and teeth, breath fetid with the scent of rotting
flesh from past meals. My last spell went off between us, and lightning
bloomed in a crack. I felt my limbs spasm, my arms grow numb, pain lacing
along my spine like a skewer through a boiled rat. When I blinked and took
my first breath after, the smell of burning meat filled my nostrils. A weight
lay over me, something wet and foul-smelling...
My hand shot into the gaping maw just as it clamped shut... the dagger was
tight in my fist, the blade turned up towards the roof of its mouth.
The force of the bite drove the dagger tip into the hard palate, lodging it into
a wedge of splintered bone. The creature shrieked, every instinct telling
itself to open its mouth. But still it held fast, refusing to let me go. Those
dead-pale eyes stared into me, brows arching with hate.
"You can't move your limbs, can you?" I coughed, "Still numb with shock?"
A rumble bubbled in its throat, and I felt a pressure in the front of my mind.
It invaded my consciousness, and its twisted thoughts pressed against mine.
"I don't think you'll be doing much devouring as you are," I grunted, and the
creature's jaw tightened against my arm as if in denial. Yet the blade scraped
just a little deeper. "You'd think that we're in a stalemate..."
I ignored him. "...but you should know about the most powerful weapon we
stupid primates have."
A sense of amusement filled my mind.
A grim smile spread across my lips. "Opposable thumbs."
And then I drove one into its eye socket.
It screamed, limbs spasming, claws twitching as the crawled forward, trying
to gather the strength to gut me. It was a race between us... what would
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