Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-5426254-20151209001616

Now that Earl got a good read on the Devil's whereabouts, he was nevertheless shocked when he heard the news.

''That sonnuvabitch is flying in the air!? What the hell!?''

Now he had to rethink his plan. The trucks were still moving, but now they had to deal with a man that soared through the air like a flying squirrel.

How the hell are we supposed to catch him!?

Earl reloaded and continued to fire her cheaply made TEC-9 pistol, but judging from the sounds made, and the amount of time spent trying to land a shot on the man, it was virtually ineffective.

''Shit! It looks like popping shots at him will do jack against this fucker!''

As much as Vert wanted to attack him, he realized it was futile and elected to stay inside and wait for his next move.

"Ladies," Vert began, "it looks like Earl's outside trying to shoot him, and it isn't working. It looks like we have no choice but to try to catch him here. Any ideas on how we can do that?"

He hoped that the other occupants of the truck had effective plans on capturing the Crimson Devil.

They would need it.