Tracker Research Paper

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The third largest city alone the coastline exceeding two-hundred thousand is populated with shopping complexes, restaurants, and lounges responsible for entertaining the masses. New evolving species populate the city stretching for miles along the shoreline including crisscross cookie-cutter civilizations with half-a-dozen demolished freeways. Housing projects, condominium complexes, mini-malls, and business centers surround communities contributing to the surfing capital of the world. In the distance, lays a major seaside recreation area connected by labyrinth of waterways next to a major theme park spreading over one-hundred and fifty acres wide employing over sixty-five thousand people. A figure exhibiting reddish-orange fur conveys through …show more content…

Tracker surrenders a load tiger roar jumping off of a building onto the ground. The werwülfs jump out of the buildings taking two of them by surprise pinning them down, taking huge bites into their necks and tear off furry flesh. The assassin is wearing silver Lorica Segmentata illuminating a neon glow followed by talon arm and leg gauntlets with a black leather codpiece. The Eutheria Kingdom of Feliformia operates under a representative democracy by the Consultative Congress of Feliformia displaying a peaceful and gentle dispassion. The kingdom has a living spacious complex composed of several wings and a majestic dome with enormous two hundred-foot dome dominating the skyline of the concrete metropolis. Feliformia exhibit a pattern of dark vertical stripes and thick, short fur protruding long whiskers with thick individual hairs and large eyes, providing excellent vision with the canine teeth connected with strong, powerful …show more content…

Tracker blocks the attack executing a center punch. Penetrating his canine teeth deep in the Rigor’s stomach, as black blood descends out his mouth. “You son-of-a-bitch,” responds Maim advancing his giant Moghal Axe towards Tracker blocking his attack and stabs him in the upper chest. The remaining werwülfs surround the assassin, who performs a high leap avoiding the death circle. “Where are going boy?” says Corrosion charging with his fist-like spiked club counter-blocking with both hooks and double-kicks him to the ground. “Just waiting for your sorry ass,” responds Tracker as Phantom assails his large crescent-edge halberd, he counter-blocks leaping over the werwülf. “My my…aren’t we full of surprises,” remarks Phantom. “More then you will ever know,” responds Tracker. The werwülfs are upset with frustration beginning their final assault, when two carnivorous beasts emerge from the darkness standing over five meters tall. “What the fuck is that,” says Corrosion with his eyes wide open. “I don’t know, but I don’t like this,” replies

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