And it was a mistake that mr. crocodile would only commit once, as as soon as Sarpi jumped into the water, he returned to his primal form, making the crocodile feel an instinctive fear of that beast that barely fit on the surface of the lake.
Which was enough for the crocodile to faithfully submit to the command of the marine leviathan that made any humpback whale feel like a child in preschool.
Then slowing his form to expend less energy while swimming to the bottom, Sarpi approached the bluish paste, but this time instead of losing control and consuming it desperately, he watched it for a while, seeing micro-rays that ran throughout its length, which caused fear and a great desire to consume at the same time.
Then after some time watching, Sarpi called the crocodile over and slapped it on the nose, forcing it to open its mouth so that Sarpi would throw a ball of blue paste into the confused crocodile's throat.
Then blue sparks began to shoot out of the crocodile's eyes and spread rapidly through the water, giving Sarpi a considerable shock and killing any and all fish that were in the present lake.
While this blue spectacle was taking place, the crocodile shrank considerably in size and as Sarpi saw an opportunity in this, he returned to his human form, took the crocodile and placed it under his left arm, rolled up all the remaining blue paste in a block which he covered with his ripped clothes (all this after having gone ashore obviously).
So Sarpi ran at full speed towards his inn and his escort, and of course he was running n***d through the town of Lappa with a crocodile under his arm.
When he passed through the pleasure district, the ladies of the night could not even blink with the robustness and grandeur of Sarpi's "romphaia".
As soon as he arrived, he ran to his room, placed the crocodile on his bed, and took the ball of blue paste in his hands, wondering if he was going to consume it now or not.
So he decided he would, eating her in a few moments and feeling the effects stronger than the first time.
His veins were jumping like flying fish in the sea, he was able to hear the moan of a customer clapping along with her partner 2 floors below.
He could smell blood from a mile away and his gills were no longer just two but ten on each side of his neck.