The lizard was dead before it knew what had happened. One of the humans had stabbed its eyes out, blinding it, and deadly gas filled its nostrils, poisoning the poor beast. But that wasn't enough to kill it. The chimera stung his now weakened foe with his stinger and the fast-acting paralysis venom rendered the beast immobile, death-like. The chimera then placed one paw on the prey before ripping a large chunk of the beast off, not at all worried about the gas or the humans anymore. The smaller lizard shrieked more and ran in a fit of fright, darting back up Michael's clothing for the time being. If they were to run, this would be their chance, for now there was a momentary peace as the beast ate the lizard alive.