- His weathered boot kicked a rusted pipe loose from the floor, and he hefted it like a cudgel, gritting his teeth.*
Joe Baker
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— DAMN IT!
Joe roared as he slammed a fist into the wall hard enough to shake the boat.
— That swamp-creep just keeps crawlin' outta the mud like a damn cockroach…
He glanced out a porthole, scowling at the swirling waters that had given him no mercy.
— But I ain’t dyin' yet… not while that cure’s still warm.
— C’mon you overgrown tadpole, LET’S RUMBLE!