Athagor howled in pain. Why was this prey giving him so much trouble? "Fine. Suit yourself." he said angerly, and he knelt down to the moat the surrounded the castle, shoving her under water without warning and bringing her back up again. He walked back to his guards post, "Your not covered in dirt anymore." he laughed at the site of her all wet.
Labyrinth's eyes widened when he knelt and dunked her into the mirky waters of the moat. Coming up sputtering she cursed him in as many ways she could, "Let go of me, you ugly-oversized-dispicable-ogre!" she coughed several times more before she bit him again.
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"You little pest." he said in pain, though his mood a bit brighter because he would eat soon. He looked at the blades in his hand, picking them out of his skin. Athagor brought her towards his mouth again, his stomach rumbling.
"Argh!" he shouted, tightening his grip on her, but dropping his battle axe. Blood trickled from his nose, and he wiped it away. He swore at her, placing his fingers so that she couldn't use her arms. "What was that for? Can't an ogre eat in peace?" he brought her towards his jaws again.
Athagor threw her into his mouth, but when her foot hit one of his teeth he howled and spit her out, his brown eyes wide. His hand rushed to his mouth, that was now flowing with blood. The tooth that her foot had touched was sensitive, as the dental care in the Dark Kingdom was horrible.
Athagor watched the human go, no longer having the desire for food. Blood ran from his mouth onto his hand, and the ogre cursed quietly. He picked up his battle axe and continued his guard work, blood still trickling down his lip.