Me and my argie are flying high in the redwoods when a thyla tackles me off my beloved bloodwing. The thyla and I are falling to the ground. It’s roaring at me and I’m punching and screaming bloody murder and then my argie goes after it and we both die. Little did I know I had my battle compy on my shoulder and when I come back to my cache I see my compy standing over the dead thyla, beaten and bloody, but victorious.
These noob gigas may have taken out Dieter Stark but if you see a swarm coming at your tribe, the antidote is simple! Throw a bola at your most hated tribemate and take that sweeeeeet loot after tossing a grenade at the swarm! -Indominus Shrex