Zharkov stood still and allowed the beast to coil around him, a smile on his face. He grumbled in a lowtone as his body disappeared into he beast. With the beast all around him, Zharkov opened his mouth, baring his teeth to it. He gripped onto the scales, trying to find a soft spot before settling to just bite the creature. He pressed his mouth against the beast and chomped down hoping to grab a sizeable portion of the beast.