Karasu: What tried to eat you?

Mala: I don't know! It was big and scaly and brown and had sharp teeth and a moustache. And bad breath!

Cheng: Nian.

Mala: Huh?

Karasu: Who?

Cheng: He comes from the river once a year to feed on everything in his path. You are lucky you escaped, child.

Mala: Brr.