The trophy room, the bunny head mounted on the wall...truth be told, it had shaken Murder Bunny to his very core.
It was true, his excitement was so palpable that he could not stop his hands from shaking from adrenaline. Truth be told, he had briefly considered turning coat and seeing if Mansfield had one extra spot on his crew, his style was admirable.
But then...he looked down at his swinging mace, and observed the thumb smudge they had failed to fully wipe clean. Did they really think he wouldn't notice? And not only that, but now they really seemed to think they could hunt him like...like some common prey? Oh yeah, and the whole threatening his crew thing wasn't great either.
If they wanted his mace, he'd give them a mace. Straight to the face.
##MQ2: Swinging Mace | ##Buy Key
Murder Bunny dangles the key in front of the prisoner's face before pocketing it and hopping away. |