Danse looks at the remains of the dogs, and he lifts his head up to make sure it was only the mongrels. His heart in his chest pounds as he turns around to see if they are alone. And he listens to see if he can hear any signs of raiders or anything else.
Cicadas. Nothing but the sound of the cicadas that have somehow managed to stay unchanged. "There's nothing wrong with a little action to get the heart pumping," says Danse, as he lowers his gun but he remains on alert. It is moments of silence that are the worse.
And the mongrels aren't alone, as there is the growl and grunts of large yao guai that is standing up on his hind paws. And he is not happy that the mongrels disturbed his nap.
"It might not be a deathclaw, but never underestimate the power of pissed off yao guai." Danse turns his attention to the bear who drops down to all fours, and starts to charge. And Danse doesn't hesitate to open fire, and it is going to take a lot more work to bring down this powerful predator of The Wastelands.
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Cicadas. Nothing but the sound of the cicadas that have somehow managed to stay unchanged. "There's nothing wrong with a little action to get the heart pumping," says Danse, as he lowers his gun but he remains on alert. It is moments of silence that are the worse.
And the mongrels aren't alone, as there is the growl and grunts of large yao guai that is standing up on his hind paws. And he is not happy that the mongrels disturbed his nap.
"It might not be a deathclaw, but never underestimate the power of pissed off yao guai." Danse turns his attention to the bear who drops down to all fours, and starts to charge. And Danse doesn't hesitate to open fire, and it is going to take a lot more work to bring down this powerful predator of The Wastelands.