"This explains why he took Tom's car. It's because his car is a large off-road vehicle. The turbine's power is very strong. It's easy to pull away a big tree," the drunkard said.
All their doubts became clearer. Willie looked at the tall tree and said, "What should we do now? We should cut down a big tree to imitate the Death Inquisitor."
"No, we don't have time. Besides, we don't have the tools now. When we finish here, it will be over by the time we get back there," the drunkard refused without hesitation.
With his intelligence, he would not allow him to do useless work. Cutting down the tree now was useless work and a waste of time.
"This won't do either. We can't do anything but watch the Death inquisitor burn them to death.".
Loggins hammered his fist into the tree. This feeling of helplessness was really a pain in the ass.
However, what could they do now.
Other than sigh, what else could they do.
