[A shrieking, garbled hiss of sound erupts from the beast as it feel a blade dip into its skin, piercing soft and vulnerable flesh underneath. They choke for a moment, the sound muffled from the head still clamped firmly in their jaws, and a gush of green fluid begins to spill past their razor-sharp teeth. They can't let go, they can't--
--but their skin can rebel, sharpening itself with effort in order to mirror the weapon she was assaulting them with, stabbing upwards at the small form to impale her, to rend her to bits.]