Third Person's POV
She ate with a refined grace that befitted a guest who knew her limits.
Time passed swiftly and within just half an hour, all that remained of the once-mighty crocodile was a husk of stripped bones and was a testament to the feast that had taken place.
Just as the girls thought the meal had reached its natural conclusion, Velcy grabbed one of the thick sturdy rib bones of the poor croc and effortlessly crushed it between her sharp teeth as she greedily slurped the rich marrow within.
With practiced efficiency, she ensured that nothing went to waste.
The orc woman returned and a broad smile graced her face though inwardly she was in awe.
The sheer heroic display of consumption these two had just exhibited left her speechless.
Never had she seen anyone, not even the strongest eaters of her kind finish off an entire Grade Three Infernal Blood Crocodile in such a short span of time.