Still breathing, still alive, the hyena laid grunting on the ground, it's arm gone, the shoulder gone, ribs exposed, even the skin on it's face was missing, a bare, partially fleshed skull was all that remained of the right side of it's muzzle.
"It's, it's that one you point blanked with the twenty mil!" Frits said still aiming the Browning.
"Fokkit! You really don't know when to die do you!?" Koos yelled peeking over the top hatch but still had his finger on the trigger.
The hyena gave a quick laugh "I assure you, if you shoot me now, I will die, that I know" It spoke, catching Koos and Frits completely off guard.
"You can talk!?"
"What?" It struggled for breath "That boy with you told you nothing?"
"No! And he's been a real pain in the ass about it!"
"Well, good then, it's better you know nothing, even if you don't shoot me, I probably won't make it, and if I were you I'd leave and forget you ever saw me" It said with a wheeze and lied down.
