Fang still couldn't control the octo tentacles. One day they again persevered from his control and tied his hands lifting him into the air. Fang hung there trembling a little and scream for help, until he finally heard the sound of a chainsaw and flew to the floor. He turned around and saw his friend Buster

—Oh Fang, again?

Buster took his friend on his arms

—You have to learn to control them

He sigh