The historic scene of a primitive man presumably hanging onto a mammoth tusk above a pit of tar with a direwolf directly out of reach waiting for its prey to jump back into the range of its maw to be devoured.
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The big white club Caveman Bob is clinging to is beginning to crack more from his weight on it and the damage he had already caused.
Grunting with a worried face as the big white club makes cracking noises and starts tilting towards the furry monster.
With a final snap, Caveman Bob falls along with the big white club directly toward the furry monster.
The furry monster leaps back in fear of being hit by the big white club, and Caveman takes advantage of this moment to get a proper grip on the big white club a little above his size in height at around six feet tall.
Caveman Bob grabs the pointy end of the big white club since it is easier to grab and charges at the furry creatures swinging left, right, up, and down.
The furry creature jumps and runs around trying not to get hit, but eventually finds itself backed against a different sticky ground area.
Caveman Bob readies himself because he knows when a monster thinks it is stuck it will struggle the most.
The furry monster lets out a big roar and charges straight at Caveman Bob.
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Caveman Bob's response is to flip the big white club around and act just like the huge furry monsters that have big white clubs.
A direct frontal charge from both parties and the furry creature is completely impaled on his big white club with a force that knocks him over.
Pushing the furry monster off his club, Caveman Bob sees all the precious meet spread all over.
Caveman Bob takes some time and puts as much as he can back into the furry monster before impaling it again thinking it would be easier to move back to the cave.
Caveman Bob feels the weight of his every step, but he has a grand smile on his face from his accomplishment.
A big club, more food, and a new discovery. White club can break white club so white club in monsters easier to break with his white club.
Caveman Bob also learned or is beginning to comprehend piercing or how spiky things work with his new club.
No more just whacking for Caveman Bob! Caveman Bob has leveled up and evolved he has a new form of combat!!
STABBING
Eventually he makes it back to his cave, once more lady luck appearing to be on his side with nothing being attracted to his hunts smell.
Caveman Bob pushes the furry monster's corpse off his club at the entrance of the cave and gets ready to check out the whole cave.
Slowly making his way through the cave he finds no monsters taking over his space. Maybe he had laid claim long enough and killed enough encroachers that it is his recognized area.
After making sure nothing was inside he brings in the body and goes further in than where he sleeps to put it with some others he has brought back before.
Bringing back dead monsters can be hard for Caveman Bob, so he doesn’t always bring them back, but there are a good dozen or so bodies with no meat just a skeletal structure and a hide on it.
He moves one further back and puts the new furry one there.
Thinking over his new club and meat a great smile spreads across his face while he makes giggle-like grunts of happiness.
Now satisfied in his daily hunt and fight he once more slumbers.