George's tent

I go to leave when I hear something. I back up to watch what is here.

I come in, hungry. "Man I love humans, they are so tasty!" I hiss from my snake head. I smell a human trying to hide from me. I face him and roar.

Being found, I jump out to him with my spear. "Oh no, I'm doomed." I say, but I still throw my spear at him.

I swat it away. I look down at him, twice his size. I breathe some flames out.

I dodge them but my tent goes in flames. Some of it falls on me and it singes my shoulders.

Fed up, I let my goat head ram into him. It hits.

Dazed, I feel myself go.

I let my snake head poison him, and I bite into him.

The poison is extremely painful. Then the lion head bites me. I feel myself go weak. I throw my spear.

It somehow hits my leg and I get angry. At the same time, all three of my heads bite him.

I feel myself get bitten in the arm, leg, and head. The bite crushes through my skull and it kills me.

I eat him, bones and all, and lie down in the tent, hoping someone would come.

OOC: RIP George...... I didn't like you anyways.