Both opponents fought well, but Neville gained ground. They were soon at a standoff, only paces apart. I became concerned how the tussle would end. But my concerns were unfounded. Realizing he had lost, the hyena simply opened his vise-like jaws, and out popped a chewed impala heart, bound with wire. With a look of utter disgust at having to relinquish such a tasty snack, he scurried into the darkness.