(ah, now it makes more sense.

then again, im pretty sure i said he could do this because of his genetics, because - fun fact, he has no bowel system and needs to make room in his stomach

he roared and then froze up, suddenly making odd noises. he suddenly rolled onto his stomach, made strange gagging motions, and then regurgitated a bunch of clear-pink fluid, bones, half-digested meat, and the two arms.

Whoever is wielding the sword stabs him again, higher up this time.

he snarled, suddenly turning to the side and yeeting the sword out of the guys hands, and using the momentum to fling the sword away, into another guys gut.

There's some sort of poison on the sword. It's pretty obvious, because the tree to the left of him is much blurrier than it should be.

He snarled, his reaction speed slowing down.

A wave of awful dizziness strikes him.

He slumped and passed out, blood seeping out of his many spear wounds, the stab in the chest wound, and his slit throat.

He wakes up to find himself in a bed, and an unfamiliar blue creature standing 2 inches from his face.

He snapped at its face.

He bites it right on the nose, and it jumps back with a startled yell. Two others, literally identical to the first outside of clothing, hurry over to the bitten one. All three have blue skin with a slight violet tinge, faces and bodies that are lithe, but squishy like marshmallow, and thick, almost blobby tails that would make a perfect pillow. Flowers are growing from their ear-tips and forehead, daisies to be more precise. All three have pale brown eyes and freckles.