The alligator swayed back and forth, attempting to get its attackers off of it. The thing was a menacing beast, transformed by the likes of which they have never seen before. Reyin's wounds were enough of a sign that you didn't try to wrestle with this freak of nature, and it was further foreshadowing of what was to come.
However, hasty actions were in their favor. From below, its undersides were being punctured and stabbed by the beast of the party, red blood flowing into the water underneath. Above, Reyin's knife stabbed deep into its tough, but still leathery skin, punching through into the flesh to where the blood also stained its metal. The gator itself, feeling this pain, went into a desperate action. It suddenly went into a barrel roll, attempt to throw its attackers away from it by turning itself upside down in the water, which its revolution would soon return it back upright.
