Croc:
HP: 91
Roll to hit: 1 (swing and a miss)

Croc cursed a series of obscenities as he rose to one knee. He hadn't expected that bitch to recover so quickly, and he absolutely hadn't been prepared for whatever that weapon was, it certainly wasn't any gun he had seen on earth. He touched his hand to the bloody hole in his stomach and quickly pulled it back. The burn was still incredibly hot!

With a roar that sounded less like a human and more like a wounded animal he launched himself at the tiny blonde. He lashed out with his massive claws expecting to tear the woman apart, but was surprised when she easily jumped away. He had over-extended and laid the price, stumbling over a patch of uneven ground and falling face first into the mud...