Reaver snarled. Regeneration. On one hand, it would prolong the suffering of a victim. On the other she had more than enough to go around and this would drag things out annoyingly long. To make matters worse, the frog had something called Toxic Skin. Apparently when taking a hit they poison the attacker. Meaning this was not a fight that could be dragged out. Worst of all - neither frogs had seemed in a hurry to fight back. Meaning one of two things. Either they only made devour-style attacks or they were content to let their poison and regeneration do their work.
Of course, Reaver wouldn't go down without a fight. Hit the thing enough times and her bleed would overwhelm it's regeneration. She might die but she'd see this thing broken at her feet before she did.
It would be better if she could take this thing out WITHOUT dying, however. Which meant she would have to go poking around for critical spots. With one slash she aimed at the circular spot frogs had on the side of their head - the ear? - and finished with a jab at the frogs lower side. She still wanted to avoid being in front of it's mouth. If anything, that is where the danger was.