The massive maw slams down on his frail looking body. He's only fortunate that he's not as frail as he looks. Still, its plenty to hurt, and hurt a lot. Both the toothy maw, and the acidic saliva... or whatever it is eating away at him.
He manages to find a handhold first, then a foothold, and struggles to pry the teeth apart, forcing himself back up and struggling to maintain his concentration, if he loses it, he's lost.
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