[why would you do that, john. He's already injured, he thought he was free from further monster fights for at least a little bit, but no. John kicks the stupid monster right in his path, and this guy!!! has had!!! enough!!! of monster fights.
Like, seriously, this is just rude.]
Watch where you're aiming!
[and then he looks down at the stupid thing, and kicks it-- straight into a tree. He's still got some of those soccer skills. That didn't even require him to have to move his injured shoulder-- win-win.]
ii.
Like, seriously, this is just rude.]
Watch where you're aiming!
[and then he looks down at the stupid thing, and kicks it-- straight into a tree. He's still got some of those soccer skills. That didn't even require him to have to move his injured shoulder-- win-win.]