Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20161210161753/@comment-27163598-20170224051434

The non allied troodons attempt reasoning to show that they are indeed trying to kill glove. on the other hand, glove faints, falling through a gap to the ground bellow, quickly waking up, he sees that he is just where he needs to be, just where he wants to be. With the goodguys catching up, glove as standing on the edge of inside cliff over the hollow drop of the mountain center, right down bellow being where he played his little game, his order of operation. if he goes down, no one could stop him, no one can climb like he can. of couse, they can throw him off, but they WILL NOT do that, and you will soon find out, glove is holding something.

Philip digs through the rocks on the back of his cave, as we all know, this cave once led to the mountain heart, but philip blocked it off so he could live there. he digs right through, into a dark chamber, a opening sits above, but with each flick of philips forked tongue, he tastes his fear. Philip wasnt afraid of much, but he was afraid of this, and if he made one wrong move, it will be his last, so quietly, be climbs the walls, trying to reach the hole above, to escape this room of death. As he nearly makes it, a large shock, like a quake, shakes the mountain, as if a sauripod was backing it, as if the sink hole reached out, as if the dead volcano was eurupting once more, wat a nasty shock it was. Philips claw cracked the rocks as he tryed to hold grip, falling into the pits bellow would be fatal. But he was more worryed about how the danger bellow will cope with this quake.