(2)
When Smurx turned the corner and saw a royale bomber opening the treasure chest that he spent the last minute or so searching for, he reacted with little to no logical thought whatsoever. The only thing that mattered to him was the outcome. How he made that happen was a roll of the dice as far as he was concerned. All he knew for sure was that that was his chest.
With unbreakable focus, rogue agent Smurx charged the thief with his tactical spade raised high. The royale bomber saw him coming and frantically tried to pry the chest open, but it was no use. By the time he did, Smurx was already next to him, swinging like mad.
Thwack! Ka-crack!
Each violent impact shook Smurx's arms with powerful tremors, and in all honesty, the hollow metallic sound of his tactical spade whizzing through the air and meeting its fleshy target was something he knew he'd never forget. Some sounds, you just had to savor.