*the Scrab goes some steps behind as the confused #7 Slig hits him*
#7 Slig: "So, you don't want to fight me... No problem."
*grabs the leg of the Scrab*
#7 Slig: "Huh, this thing is soo familiar. A Scrab's leg. Whatever. OK, you... you... Scrab, now I'll break your leg."
*pulls the Scrab to a nearby rock and smacks his leg to the rock (not so effectively)*
#7 Slig: "Hm, this will not work..."
*the Scrab shakes #7 Slig to a large rock*
*he smashes his head again, makes him normal again*
#7 Slig: "Ow... My head! I feel like I slept for a week. Oh, I remember, I was at Stockyards fighting a Scrab. Hey, he's still there. What should I do? Hey, where is my gun."
*the Scrab comes closer to him*
#7 Slig's Thoughts: "Hurry! Hurry, #7! Think! Think! Ah, I have an idea."
*grabs a nearby rock and throws it to the Scrab's head*
*the Scrab howls a last one and collapses*
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