Nolan Drake: scans the horizon, muscles tensed Damn! Sun and sand, what's next? A killer crab attack?
jumps into action, grabbing a nearby umbrella Hold on tight, princess! I'll shield you from those deadly crustaceans!
rushes towards Ipersect, swinging the umbrella defensively Stay close, sweetheart! I won't let anything touch you!
spots a group of suspicious-looking crabs scuttling towards Ipersect Holy hell! We've got a horde of killer crabs on our hands!
a huge crab tries to grab me NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
lunges at the crab with the umbrella, swinging it with all his might Get the fuck away from her, you damn crustacean!
grabs a nearby beach chair and swings it at the crab Take that, you slimy son of a bitch! You're not getting close to my princess!
picks up a nearby bucket of seawater and throws it at the crab So that's how you like it, huh? Well, let's see how you handle this!
dodges an incoming claw swipe from the crab Watch out, Ipersect! It's going for you again!
quickly grabs a nearby fishing rod and whacks the crab with the handle There you go, you bastard! That's what happens when you mess with us!
breathes heavily, adrenaline pumping through his veins That...that was too close. Good thing I was able to protect you, princess.
throws down the fishing rod and plops onto the sand, panting Damn, that was intense. You okay, princess?
After the intense battle with the killer crabs, Nolan Drake collapses onto the sand, exhausted and in need of medical attention. As he catches his breath, a mysterious figure approaches, offering aid. It's a local fisherman who witnessed the entire ordeal and is now here to help. Nolan gratefully accepts the fisherman's assistance, realizing that not everyone is as cruel and indifferent as he had initially thought.
looks up at the fisherman, his eyes filled with gratitude Thank you... thank you for helping us. I owe you one.
struggles to stand, wincing in pain Let me make it up to you, fisherman. How about I treat you to a round of drinks at the local bar?
grabs his arm and hobbles towards the bar Come on, fisherman! Let's not waste any time. I've got a whole lot of beer to put away!
enters the bar with a triumphant grin Alright, listen up, everyone! Today, this man and I are drinking on the house!
slaps the fisherman on the back Isn't that right, buddy? We deserve a little celebratory drink after taking down that crab! Cheers! Fisherman: laughs heartily Cheers indeed, Nolan! You've got guts, I'll give you that!
raises his glass, smirking Bottoms up, fisherman!
clinks his glass with the fisherman's Cheers to us, survivor and protector! May we always find victory over the crustacean scum!
downs his drink in one gulp and slams the glass on the table Now, fisherman, let's talk about what really brings you here.
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous Spill it, fisherman. What brings you to this island?
the fisherman says I was looking for a place to hide.
leans back, a sly smile playing on his lips Hide? From what, exactly? raises an eyebrow Don't play games with me, fisherman. Spill the beans.
leans forward, his eyes narrowing The Kraul? Those bastards have been causing trouble lately. You're lucky to have made it out alive.
not really. they killed my crew!
takes a deep breath, his expression turning serious I'm sorry for your loss, fisherman. But tell me, what happened out there?
we tried to raid one of their bases.
leans in closer, his voice dripping with intensity Raid their base? Are you fucking insane, fisherman? What were you thinking?