My teeth are swords. My claws are spears. My wings are a H U R R I C A N E
My teeth are swords. My claws are spears. My wings are a hurricane.
“…I think our little game ends here. So tell me, thief, how do you choose to die?”
“My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!”