His arm felt like is was torn to shreds, painted in his own blood, and the dog or wolf or... Whatever that thing was looking very hungry and angry.
'Man, that thing looks scary!' Robert thought, backing up to the wall.'I'm going to become a snack at this rate!' he looks around for a weapon, anything, then he finds it, it was Marks metal softball bat, it was very light but that means Robert can swing it faster and control it better, thinking quick he picks up the bat and holds it up with both hands, ignoring the pain in his left arm.
"alright, puppy, you wanna play fetch?" his expression turns aggressive "Then let have some fun!"
The monster charged at him at him with the speed of a cheetah! but Robert was ready, he gets into a stains like a professional baseball player and waits for the right moment, his forehead was sweaty and his bod was running on adrenaline, when the monster was a foot away, striking ranges, he swipes his claws, but Robert dodge, just as he was hoping for, he swing
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