"Well, hopefully these courses will help a bit. I even included some survival skills into the runs. In case anyone ever gets left behind after a mission." Building a fire. Catching a fish. Spotting hazards. And of course, running from danger.
He pushed the cart to the edge of the Pit Of Doom, dumping them into it with one great grunt. They all slide down, log by blog, tumbling into the dirty dark trench. "Ladder is there, let's get these puppies jammed into the ground. Pointy side up!" Otto leapt off the edge to the ground below. A ten foot drop. The earth was a bit muddy, and soft. Perfect for jamming logs into.
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