Lm Howart: 1 book

"Startled, the crocodiles screamed all at once. Stepping back, they stayed there, without moving anymore. The Child rose up, holding the fang tight upon their head. “I took this from you, but you, will not have any sorrow of mine.” The Child looked upon them defiantly. And this time, they all knew. This time, the Child had won this battle."