Detective Wolf and the Flatwoods Fighter
What did the person who attacked you look like." Wolf asked.
"Star" The sailor coughed out in-between useless drivel Wolf could not understand. "Ster...buge...david!" He yelled out, slapping Wolf's leg with his shredded hand. In the process, he unraveled the compress Wolf put on him, and slumped to the ground. The detective snapped his head behind him, as he saw the yacht race towards him at unrelenting speeds. He still had the speargun. Maybe he could risk taking a shot at the front of the boat, that could scare the culprit into running from . Or maybe he would be better off trying to jump out of way, though that would not exactly stop the culprit from attacking again after the yacht crashed
« Go Back "Star" The sailor coughed out in-between useless drivel Wolf could not understand. "Ster...buge...david!" He yelled out, slapping Wolf's leg with his shredded hand. In the process, he unraveled the compress Wolf put on him, and slumped to the ground. The detective snapped his head behind him, as he saw the yacht race towards him at unrelenting speeds. He still had the speargun. Maybe he could risk taking a shot at the front of the boat, that could scare the culprit into running from . Or maybe he would be better off trying to jump out of way, though that would not exactly stop the culprit from attacking again after the yacht crashed