Leather hide looked up from the long since incapacitated Hellhound as a few of the team tried to tend to Nic. The gator man's blood boiled once more as he looked down at Hellhound, "[b]Your fault.[/b]" he rumbled menacingly as he released the villain from his grip and began to angle himself, taking great care to avoid touching Hart, lest he be drained of his energy. Drool began to drip from Leather hide's lower jaw as he brought his head over top of Hellhound's, "[b]I try help Leader. But first I make Hellhound disappear...[/b]", Leather hide opened his jaws as wide as possible, saliva poured from his open mouth and onto the back of the downed Hellhound's head, pooling in his hair as Leather hide leaned further down. Leather hide had every intention of biting Hellhound's head off. And he planned to savor the moment.