[color=00a651][center][h1]SIR SPUD[/h1][/center][/color]

The good news was that the Jak-Jak did indeed pay attention to him. The bad news was that she payed too much attention to him, and after swiftly removing Spud's taunt partner, he became vulnerable target for the beast's raging attacks. After swiftly dodging a few swipes of the JJ's tail, Spud lost his bearings for a second as a wild gust of snow decided to help out the monster by rudely forcing itself into the eyes of the farmboy. Blinded by the snow, Spud was in no condition to dodge the next attack and the quick attack sent him flying through the air, his flight was quickly interrupted by a large Pine tree.

After decimating a few branches on the tree, the ensuing avalanche of snow created a soft pile below him that broke his fall. Still, someone without Spud's regeneration might not have stood up from such a grave fall. Spud was knocked unconcious by the attack, and lied in the snow without control of his body. But something inside him kept aware of the situation he was in, and reminded him that he cannot give up by staying unconcious. Whatever it was it slowly started to fill his chest with a warm feeling, and invited him to an unknown destination. He wasn't sure where he was anymore and he didn't even know who he was, but he still decided to follow this mystical voice. Then accompanied by a bright flash of light, he woke up coughin up his own blood onto the ground, melting away the snow with small red droplets. More like orange-ish to be honest, but it still resembled human blood. Mostly. Still, the fact that he even woke up after receiving such trauma was only possible thanks to his regenerative powers.

[color=00a651]"Well I be damned right on the spot. If this wasn't a Hail Mary then I don't know what it was. Thank the virgin for saving my starch."[/color] Then he followed up by coughing up another batch of blood on the snow. [color=00a651]"That monster be damned. As long as blood flows in me veins, I'll avenge the death of me brothers by killin da beast meself."[/color] After looking around for his weapon, he found his pitchfork broken in half, and all tips but one bent beyond recognition. His hlemet's visor was also missing, with no sign of it anywhere on the horizon. [color=00a651]"Now you gun' and done it."[/color] Spud grabbed the remains of his pitchfork, and broke off the last remaining sharp piece. The took the back half of the tool and atatched it to the spike, making a small makeshift spear that could be used to pierce or cut anything.

He leaned on the spear as he stood up as most of his bones were hurting like hell from the impact. But he could feel his body slowly rejuvenating as his monster powers surfaced with the lack of self control caused by anger. Thought he lost all sense of direction in the air, turned out he wasn't thrown too far away by the Jak-Jak, thanks to that Pine tree that was in the way. As he finally stood upright, he saw two of his fellow hunters who were kneeling in the snow, facing the of the Jak-Jak head on as it was preparing to charge them. Spud knew he ad to do something, but his rational mind wasn't working and he began walking towards his comrades. His vision was clouded and adrenalin pumped through his veins, reinforcing his weak steps to make them a march to battle.

He firmly gribbed his spear and started shouting towards the Monster, hoping that it would be distracted yet again. If he could just make it ignore the chain in front of it and help trip the monster, he and the other would have a perfect oppurtinity to attack. He coughed up another batch of blood, and began his speech towards the raging monster, hoping that it would focus on him. [color=00a651]"Listen 'ere you big fat ugly potato! You broke me 'fork and me helmet and now you have to pay for it. You can break my body and you can break my spirit, but you can NEVER break my potato poking fork and my spudknight helmet. I'll shove this spear so deep down ya throat, you'll think of yourself as grillmeat on a stake when I be done with ya."[/color] He used the sleeve of his shirt to clean some of the blood from his face, and spit the rest on the ground, along with a broken tooth. [color=00a651]"Now come 'ere and finish the job you started. You killed me two brothers and I am the next in line."[/color]