"Go now," Twali said over his furry shoulder. "The Twins will help you with that." He added and sniffed. "I have unfinished business with this one here."
Khiccaal let out an arrogant scream and fell unbalanced as Twali swiftly kicked him off his footing. He rolled and immediately stood with the tentacles acted as his third feet. Under his flesh-like-helmet, he growled and cursed Twali in beastian language and laughed and launched himself toward his new adversary.
"This time," Twali snarled impatiently. "I'll take his head." His fingers stretched out like claws, and the rocks under his canine feet scattered as he approached Khiccaal in a dash of blurring image. Twin blades humming along with his movements.
