Block
Guard
Mighty Blow
Shadowing
Tackle
<i><b>The Story So Far</b>
Tony didn't know what it was that he'd killed, but it
had nearly taken his arm off at the shoulder, and he still
couldn't quite control his trembling at the touch of water.
The thing had had the form of a man, more or less, but
it had been covered in loathsome scales and slime, like
some horrid creature of the deep. Miles from the sea, it
had made for the river when it scented him on its trail.
The abomination stank of salt water, rotten fish, and the
blood of the farm animals it had mutilated to sate its
unwholesome hunger.
He should've let it go when it dove into the river, but
he'd never let a bounty escape before, and he hadn't
been about to start then. Drawing his knife, he'd gone
in after it, and everything had become a blur of blood,
shrieking horror, and muddy water.
Three days later, he'd awakened at the hospital,
muttering to himself and shaking with a mixture of fear
and anger over his escaped quarry.
After two weeks, the doctors had finally declared him
fit enough to leave and get back to his hunt. But this
time, his prey isn't human, whatever it is.</i>