The prey finally did something more than make noise; the leg swung, and the roach's bite wasn't strong enough to hold on. It flew through the air, landing on its back. Its feet waved in the air and its mandibles grabbed at empty air as it attempted to right itself.

The other roach, smelling the blood, darted in, aiming for the other ankle. It was larger, and slower than the other, but it scuttled forward as quickly as it could.