You fall back onto the grass,blood drips from the side of your temple and your weapon clutches tight in your hand.You grit your teeth from the pain of the gash on your chest

Tubbo walked up to you,a grenade latched on his belt and an axe in his hand.His radioactive yellow eyes glowed with delight,his tattered goat ears twitch and his sharp smile widened under his gas mask

He pulled off the gas mask,a few string of saliva still attached to the inside “Well..well..well..” He grinned