Crocodile Hunter

Van and the 9th ranked Stone-Armored Crocodile stared at each other without blinking. There was a small smile on the youth's face despite the fierce and aggressive aura being emitted by the crocodilian beast, who watching the youth with its dark beady eyes.

The red-haired youth was hovering about half a meter off the ground on the edge of the swamp, a few hundred meters away from the Stone-Armored Crocodile.

A few minutes passed in tense silence.

The Stone-Armored Crocodile was tense but also slowly getting bored. After another twenty minutes without movement it's guard relaxed by a tiny amount. The little human was entertaining bad thoughts but didn't have the guts to do anything. It was possibly waiting for friends to join them, but the Stone-Armored Crocodile's partner would soon be back from hunting for prey.