Monster King

“Alright, so in the morning we’ll get another group together to go ashore. A couple of them that almost shit their pants today, they stay behind this time. Pick out guys that can handle themselves,” Karl said. “We’ll bring our trading materials along with us, see if we can’t bribe our way into getting to see what’s what around here.”

“So you really think we can make friends with those island assholes?” Jack asked.

“And why not? Besides, there’s no choice. I’ve got to see for myself what this Dong is,” Karl replied.

“Just another islander legend. They needed a god to worship, Dong is it.” Anglerod theorized.

“Great, we’re here to make a film about a myth,” Jack complained.

“Bullshit,” Karl shot back. “That wall’s not there for no reason.”

“You said yourself those people don’t even remember anything about when it was built,” Jack argued.

“Did you see the gate, though? They’ve kept that thing together. There’s something in that island they want to keep in there,” Karl insisted. Suddenly,