04-19-2016, 06:38 AM
And that was about all Lago could stand from this sadist. He shot his long tongue out and wrapped it around the harpoon gun that Devin was holding. Swamp dragons didn't have fire breathing or poison, but they did just fine with their strong, sticky tongues. Devin kept his grip on the harpoon gun and slid with it up to the swamp dragon. Before Devin could react, Lago head butted his gut, pinned him under his claw, and slammed his clubbed tail into the ground, getting into a low, defensive position. "Bring it on you human shit sacks!". He could smell the potency in their tranquilizers, and hoped he could last a while against them. He could feel a few of the light stings as the darts came flying. The majority of the darts either bounced off his shell or got stuck between his scales. He started feeling light headed right away. He shook his head to snap out of it, but his natural toxin resistance wasn't going to hold up for long against this stuff.