Slugger suppressed a groan. Not another one. One Mudokon, Slugger could handle but two against one was another matter, and he wasn’t too keen on shooting someone who had just helped him out of a sticky spot.
Still he felt a flicker of annoyance; helpless? Helpless!? Slugger scowled,
“Jumped up Mud…I’ll show him helpless…” his irritated monologue was cut short when the Mudokon spoke to the newcomer.
"Also, could you please see if there's a rifle around here?"
“Damn…” If they got hold of his rifle then Slugger was a hostage and pretty much screwed. Slugger sighed as well, was the masked Mudokon completely daft, he’d already explained about Jaws… “The Slog is harmless.” He called up, “He’d prefer a stomach rub over violence any day…actually…he is a bit of a freak…” Slugger mused. Hopefully this new Mudokon would actually believe him and ask questions first instead of just shooting Jaws on sight.
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