A sharp smack echoed across the rooftop.
"Ugh," the crocodile groaned as I slapped the back of his massive, scaly head.
"AAAAAAH!"
He spun around, swinging a fist the size of a cinder block at me.
Of course, by then I had already teleported a safe distance away.
"You punk! Stop running away like a mosquito! Fight me like a man!"
"Hey now," I called out, my voice laced with mock sincerity. "Fighting a big guy like you with my bare hands?
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