With how much she was tearing away from the crocodile at once, it did not take long for Kaleeth to devour the majority of the crocodile. All that remained of it were scattered shards of bone and a few scraps of tissue covering the ground around them. Both her jaws and the mud beneath her were covered in copious amounts of blood, further adding to the gruesome nature of the scene. It was a great relief to her when she felt her beast spirit start to calm. While werecrocodiles did not have the same pack instincts as werewolves, therefore making them more unpredictable, there was one silver lining to this version of lycanthropy. As cold blooded creatures, crocodiles possessed more efficient digestive systems than warm bloods, so it took less food to satisfy them. As a result, the meal was more than sufficient to make her beast spirit want to rest, giving her back more control. 

Kaleeth's beast spirit contented itself in curling up on the ground to rest, with just a bit of a push from Kaleeth. After a few minutes, it receded enough in her mind that her body started to shift back into her normal form. It was a painful transformation, but while she was laying on the ground sobbing by the end of it, the physical pain was not what she cared about. She was a monster, and according to Janius, there was no way to fix it.