Sundays, bloody sundays...

For a brief moment, it looked like the beast was trying to flee.
Snarr saw his moment and leaped forwards, trying to stab the creature in the back.
Too late! did Snarr realized, that he had just stepped into trap.
The creature spinned over and slashed its deadly tail trough the air.
This quick motion knocked Snarr's head clean off.
Thump, thump,, thump,,, crack!
The sickening sound was heard by the rest, when the loose head bounced trough cracky ground.
"I told you to watch that damn tail!!!" roared the Captain

The snow in the ground was quickly getting crimson shade...