Too bad he had missed this.

The least touch of sorrow for the squid came to him as he stared at it slain.

Then he gazed at the victor.
"That's the way it has to be, I guess," he commented to himself.

"That squid wasn't quick enough." He figured it out.
"The squid couldn't kill the lobster--he had no weapon.

The lobster could kill the squid--he was heavily armed.