Finished at 3:17.
Trying to wrestle a leprechaun is a little like trying to
wrestle a rabbit, only if that rabbit were on steroids and could use magick. Just
as soon as Blue had gotten hold of the leprechaun he was on his arse with a
bloody nose, and the leprechaun was escaping through the trees again. Blue didn’t
bother with stealth or the element of surprise this time, he merely resorted to
chasing the leprechaun down and tackling it to the floor again. That wasn’t
much use though since the leprechaun easily kicked the hunting knife out of
Blue’s grip and reach.
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