[Oh he's smiling now. He has an idea. An awful idea. Pratt has a wonderful, awful idea.]
Would having a handle to grab onto help?
[He hefts the shovel up, holding it by the middle of the handle and stalking closer to the mammoths. Remember how he was sharpening it? So it would go right through someone's sternum?
Think fast Peter, because in one swift motion he hurls it at one of the closer mammoths embedding the shovel right in between its eyes. It's not dead, but it's sure not happy and not going to be doing well in a few short moments.
There's about ten seconds before chaos is about to break out. Make your move.]
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[Oh he's smiling now. He has an idea. An awful idea. Pratt has a wonderful, awful idea.]
Would having a handle to grab onto help?
[He hefts the shovel up, holding it by the middle of the handle and stalking closer to the mammoths. Remember how he was sharpening it? So it would go right through someone's sternum?
Think fast Peter, because in one swift motion he hurls it at one of the closer mammoths embedding the shovel right in between its eyes. It's not dead, but it's sure not happy and not going to be doing well in a few short moments.
There's about ten seconds before chaos is about to break out. Make your move.]