So far, I've learned how to give a bowl of water a good slapping. But my training is by no means complete. Like, what if I'm attacked by a bowl of soup? Not watery soup... that really thick, thick pea soup. Whole different fighting style to water.
Anyway, I'm not alone on this island; I've met another survivor, Slade Wilson. He's okay, he just likes to take his top off a little too much and hits me in the face a lot. But he assures me it's for my own good. He's agreed to train me to fight. And ...