I was a good hunter , the village cheif had high hopes for me . It was fast and i wasnt expecting her to ask me but she told told me the Tigrex had apeared . The people of Poke are in danger . I was the only one who could take care of this problem .
I had all the potions i needed . Some hot drinks got shoved way into the bottom of my bag . When i got into the kitchen all of my chefs suprised me with the most greasy , discustingly tasty well-done steak I had ever seen . They wished me good luck then I set off.
Crud! One of my flash bombs already used with no efect . This Tigrex was tough . Its hard glimmering shell was so , so beautiful in the moonlight . But that thought faded away after it almost tore my arm off . I couldnt do this .
Four hours later men from the guild came to find me laying on top of the Tigrex 's broken scaled left arm . A deep gash under my eye had stoped bleeding . The were probably thinking how they were going to move the scared , bloody body of the dead Tigrex out of the cave