From that distance and their constant movement, Little Quacks and Giles were unable to see the undead rat atop the Lizardman's shoulder, nor could they see the obvious signs that the crocodile was dead, including the gaping hole and missing pieces of flesh. This of course was a blessing, as if they saw those added details, their minds would of very well collapsed at that moment.

  To the duo of Little Quacks and Giles, the sight in front of them spelled immediate death, making them instinctively skid to a halt and turn back the way they came. They soon realised just how unbelievably moronic that idea was. The fear they were under had rendered their brains to functioning on a maximum of two brain cells at any given moment.

  ""Eurghhhh""

  The double groan was elicited by the both of them, as they stared at massive monster that filled the tunnel, not even leaving space to squeeze past the beast. For the second time in a matter of seconds, the pair of idiots turned on their heels and ran back towards the incoming Bob. At least with this new entry, there was space to squeeze past if possible, and the one in a million chance that the newcomer is not a threat at all, and instead a saviour.

  At that moment, they suddenly heard the incoming Lizardman shout to them, not in a bestial roar as was expected, but in clear English.

  "Keep running and protect yourselves, I'll deal with that giant bastard!.....Oh shit, DUCK!"

  The shout entered their ears crystal clear, with the first half of Bob's words being understood by them both and filling them with relief. It was not until the second half of what he spoke that the hard earned relief vanished, well, it did for Giles. For Little Quacks, it only led him to believe he was even famous within the sewer monster community.

  "Ah yes, it is me!"

  Little Quacks moronic words were not heard by Giles, as he had turned his head in panic and the sight spurred him into action. Diving forwards, Giles spread his arms and collided into the back of his young master, sending them tumbling forwards.

  Before they hit the ground and splashed into the filthy water, Giles activated a life saving device he had been entrusted with. On Giles's back, an unseen circular metal disk activated. The solid metal turned fluid and expanded outwards, enveloping both himself, and Little Quacks within it, leaving a hollow metal sphere to roll in the tunnel. The change had happened in the space of a solitary second, and such a rapid change had shocked everyone present.

  The giant monster saw the approaching Lizardman and would be a fool if it could not see the hostility in the approaching person. Seeing that its two prey were about to reach the newcomer, the monster decided game time was over. In an explosive movement, its damaged forked tongue shot out towards the duos backs.

  Unfortunately for the monster, just as it was about to taste its prey, a sudden change happened as the pair of Humans became encased in a metal sphere. Its tongue easily grasped the sphere and drew it back towards the dark abyss that was its mouth.

  Out of sight due to the monsters eye placement, it failed to see the metal sphere rapidly turn red; but its tongues pain receptors did not fail in noticing it. By the time the sphere was in its mouth, the intense heat had actually melted part of its tongue, and fused it into the floor of its mouth.

  Before the giant monster could let out a scream of pain, it had to deal with enemy directly in front of it.

  Bob was genuinely shocked when the two people became encased in the metal sphere, but he knew it gave them safety for now and would let him attack without worrying as much about collateral damage. Bob wanted to kill the monster as fast as possible and save the two Humans.

  It was bad enough that a giant monster was causing a scene in the sewers, he did not want the deaths of two people added on to it, and thus causing more problems for his home.

  Unfortunately at that moment, Bob was completely unaware of the royal shit show that had happened and the scene it had caused on the surface world. Two people had died live in 4k on the internet, explosives had gone off and damaged property above ground, and also one of the greatest Adventurers had been mobilised for it.

  Bob brought his feet onto the back of Mr Crocks and launched himself forwards into the air, his spear point forwards and travelling like a missile, aiming for the giant monsters eye. Lifting its head as much as possible, the monsters head crashed against the roof of the sewer tunnel, sending debris falling everywhere, peppering a retreating Mr Crocks.

  Bob's spear point pierced into flesh, the only problem being the flesh was in the nose, as he dangled from the monsters nose slit, with blue blood spraying over his body. Swinging its head side to side, Bob clung on for dear life, his body being swung in time with the monsters head. Shouting out in a broken voice, his breath catching with every swing.

  "Fuck!.....Damn....Stupid....Monster!"

  No matter what the giant monster did, it could not dislodge Bob's spear from its nose. It wanted to use its long and flexible tongue, but that was fused stuck within its mouth. It did not even have enough manoeuvrability in the tunnel to allow it to slam its nose against any surface.

  In a moment of high stress the giant monster involuntarily sneezed, blasting Bob out of its nasal cavity and into the tunnel floor. Bob's back collided with the solid surface, as filthy water splashed in the air. With his black spear still tightly clutched in his claws, Bob used his powerful tail to propel him backup to his feet.

  Bob's red scales were streaked blue, with the monsters blood dripping down, completely unaffected by the water. Letting out a roar, Bob charged forwards.

  "ROARRR!"

  Once again his target was obvious, instead of going for the eye, he had decided to dissect the monster from the inside out. The last thing the giant monster wanted was an angry Lizardman wielding a pointy still inside its body, so it quickly clamped its mouth shut.

  Bob was taken aback when he saw the monsters teeth up close. Upon first seeing the monster, he had assumed it was a snake type monster, and so assumed it would have two large fangs. Now he knew how wrong he was. A neat row of jagged teeth clamped squarely shut, not leaving room to squeeze past.

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  With the spear in his right hand, he thrust the blade forwards and drove it straight into the monsters upper gums, while his left hand punched full force into its teeth. Resembling a madman, Bob struck incessantly with both his fist and spear. Flesh was pierced, blood flowed and teeth cracked. It was not long until several large teeth had shattered, and many more had fallen out after being dug at the root by his spear.

  Not wasting that opportunity, Bob dove forwards through the back, landing into a roll just as another full set of teeth clamped down, narrowly missing his trailing legs. Looking back, he could then see the giant monster had several rows of teeth nestled within its gums, making it more resemble a shark.

  Looking ahead, Bob could see down the monsters throat until its muscles closed off the passage. Its insides were pulsing, dark red walls of flesh constantly secreted a clear viscous liquid, while its tongue tried to dislodge itself, only to its avail.

  A large metal sphere was visible on its tongue, with a portion of the bottom of it no longer visible, with it melted into the monsters tongue and mouth. What was once a bright silver colour, the metal sphere had turned bright red, with even the air being distorted around it from the heat that emanated from it.

  As well as the noise of the monster roaring and thrashing about, Bob could also hear the noise of a man screaming. Inside the sphere, Little Quacks was screaming at the top of his voice non stop, much to the dismay of Giles, who's ear was practically against his superiors mouth.

  Paying the cowardly noise pollution no attention, Bob got to work and ripped into the monsters flesh with his spear. The long blade easily sliced through the soft flesh, its squishy inners proving no obstacle at all to his spear. Walking forwards with purpose, Bob constantly slashed, thrust, and slashed again, with each subsequent strike building up momentum and causing more damage.

  Bob had gone past the red hot glowing sphere, and stood in front of the closed off throat, with the monsters muscles clamping even tighter as it felt him steadily moving through its body. Bob took a wide stand, holding his spear tight with both hands, the blade point aimed forwards. His internal energy was building up at a remarkable speed, and then flowing into the spear until the point that a black glow wrapped itself around the weapon.

  The giant monster had a horrible premonition of impending doom. It could feel the ominous energy swirling around inside its mouth and growing in intensity. It took the decision to vacate the remainder of its stomach acid, something it was previously reticent to do, as it would not be able to digest any food for several hours.

  Bob had charged up enough energy, then at an increasing speed, he began to rotate his spear around, drawing a circle in the air before his speed had increased until the point the spear was no longer visible.

  Talking to himself, Bob spoke quietly as his attention was focused on handling his weapon.

  "Okay, this'll be the first time I use this in a fight...Hopefully it doesn't rip my arms off."

  Just as he was about to thrust the spear forwards with all his might, his sixth sense pricked up. A tingling sensation at the back of his neck, a horrible sensation that signifies a great threat is about to befall him. At that moment though, it was too late to stop his attack, he had committed fully and could only hope his attack would neutralise some, or all of what ever attack was incoming.

  Bob's spear thrust forwards while maintaining its rotation. The dark energy travelled almost like a laser beam as it tore through muscle, tendon and flesh alike. Steadily a passageway was opened up, the monsters internals being obliterated. That was until its counter attack greeted Bob's attack.

  A concentrated blast of highly corrosive acid shot forwards, like a high powered beam of water. The attack hit head on against Bob's attack and proved wholly useless in stopping it. Although, Bob's attack also did not stop the acid spray, only forcing it to brush past it and continue towards Bob.

  Bob tensed up upon seeing it, and clamped his eyes and mouth shut. His spear attack lost some of its power from his reactions, and petered out after carving a straight shot to its internal organs, but failed at hitting them.

  The corrosive acid blasted against Bob, melting his clothes in an instant and soaking his red scales, causing them to go a bright shade, with slight pot marks covering their surface. The acid found its way in to his nose, but thankfully only burnt around the entrance, without travelling down his throat. The acid attack seemed never ending, with Bob only being able to weather the storm with his heels dug in, and leaning into the attack.

  The giant monster was only half way through blasting its concentrated stream of acid at Bob, before it was unilaterally cut off. Bob assumed the monster finished its attack, yet he could still not open his eyes, with the acid vapour still permeating the air.

  Up ahead, Bob suddenly heard and felt a muffled explosion from within the monster, before the temperature quickly rose. A series of explosions then rang out down the entire length of the monsters body, with a ferocious fire travelling towards Bob. The flames were a welcome change from the acid, with it burning the corrosive substance away and cleansing his scales.

  With Bob's natural defence against fire, the intense heat that turned the monsters flesh into charcoal, just felt like being plunged into a hot bath. He stood amidst the fire, his spear still tightly gripped within his claws, but strangely enough, the weapon was still cool to the touch, its surface had not even risen a single degree in temperature.

  Earlier as the giant monster was suffering internally from the repeated attacks from Bob's spear, it had unleashed its acid attack to some degree of success. That was when a sudden circular light appeared further down its body, the daylight shining onto the monsters scales. Then without even seeing it happen, or being aware of it, an object flashed down the hole from the surface. Blazing with an intense heat, it smashed into the monster and instantaneously melted through its body and landed inside it.

  Before the pain could register from having a hole burnt through its body, a series of explosions and intense heat spread throughout its body. The giant monsters eyes showed absolute terror within them, as it could only await the inevitable outcome.

  Inside the monster, the constant barrage of flames ceased washing over Bob's body. Cautiously opening his eyes, his vision was blurry from the attacks and environmental factors, and within his sight, he saw a blurry figure. Standing several metres in front of him, the Human like figure had a tell tale main of flowing red hair, that was one aspect he could clearly make out amongst the blurriness.

  Bob thought that the figure seemed familiar, yet he could not think as to why. That was until the person spoke, the scant few words told him everything he needed to know. A mental image took shape, that then overlaid on the person in front of him as his vision cleared up.

  "My darling Red, you're finally mine!"

  With a backdrop of hellfire and melting flesh, the crimson haired woman did not look out of place in the slightest. With a smile on her face and sparkling eyes that showed her feelings, her happiness at that moment was obvious.

  Her countenance was mesmerizing.

  Even so Bob had only seen this red haired woman several times while he was locked in the endless cycle of losing control of his body, and being forced to fight before losing control of his body due to bondage ropes, he still looked at her favourably.

  The woman had barged into his Dungeon, singled him out and molested him. At the time he was not sure of what was happening, or her honest intentions, but now it was different. With the memories and understanding of Human culture, and societal norms that he got from devouring the Human, he understood it all.

  Henrietta was in love with him.........A monster!.....She was an honest to god pervert, and Bob accepted that quirk.

  Bob closed his eyes, his body completely drained, he felt safe in that moment, like a large hand would hold his world up if he wished it. He smiled and then fell forwards into a deep sleep.