You are prepared to do the skill.
You strike with your strangling tentacle!
You strike with your strangling tentacle!
You strike with your acrid tentacle!
You strike with your shining tentacle!
You strike with your horns!
You lose sight of the world as you howl madly and rush towards Trak slashing
fiercely with your claws, tearing the very essence of his strength out with
the shreds as you devour them with lightning speed, feeling his blood
strengthen your claws as you continue rending Trak leaving him a crying weak
mass.
Crying for chaos the foolish weakling tries to summon what strength might be
left, calling on his heretic god for help, but you know chaos is not here to
help him as you sink your claw into his head and howl in a mad rush.
Suddenly in a last attempt to kill you Trak runs against you!
  ..But you feint and tackle him to the ground.
     ..You raise your weapon and start bludgeoning him repeatedly..
        ..And bludgeoning..
            ..And bludgeoning..
                ..until his body is but a mush of meat and blood.