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Puddles was witness to the intimidations and displays, noting the Xamatocristus’ attempt to keep hold of its prey, which had earlier been enjoying a quaint day on the beach with the curious probe. As teeth met flesh though, Puddles’ electronic eyes focused and refocused with that dispatching chomp. It was intending to study how the Xamatocristus fed, how effective it was at removing flesh from bone.

Something else intended to give the probe an insight into that, however. As that call came from up the beach, a camera mast mounted to the roof of the probe turned about to fix on the creature that soon came to assert its dominance over the beach - and by extension it seemed, any kill that took place on them.

With that same, silent fascination, Puddles waited until the beach lord was feeding. Then, cautiously, it seemed to back away by a mere few feet, partly to display the strange new creature on the beach that had no intention of muscling in on the prey: and also have a better view to see how this monster of a predator fed.