”Traps, hmm…” Once the lure was in place, the man looked around the room for whatever they may be able to use as a trap. The vehicle here couldn’t do them much good without being able to use it, but surely they could still figure something out.

Mr. Beast began looking through the various drawers and cabinets in the room, searching for anything that might be able to help. Ragline did the same, and after they came together to think. ”That chain that holds up the door, so we could drop it back down once the monster’s in to keep it inside. As for actual weapons we could use…” Mr. Beast had found quite a few wrenches, screwdrivers, and other miscellaneous doodads. He could whack things with them, but the “best” item he found was a hand-held blowtorch.

”I’m not so sure about this, especially in a gas station- but if all else fails, it may work as a last resort. Anything on your end, Miss Natalya?”

Following the gaze of Natalya as he went over what he’d found, he caught on to what she was implying. ”Oho! Yes, I wasn’t looking like it from that perspective, but maybe this is exactly what we need after all!” Ragline looked around confused, not really sure what he was talking about. As Natalya direct, Mr. Beast began moving the corpses into place, and explained his thinking to Ragline as he did so.

”Well, my friend, this is a trap we’re setting right? With that gas Miss Natalya has there, and this fire starter, I’d say we might even be able to take the beast out without even having to fight it!” He moved the bodies to the center of the room, and stopped to rub his chin.

Assuming it didn’t work, however… what then? ”I daresay, if it doesn’t take down the beast, I may have a chance to test out this “Class” very soon… Perhaps I could convince it to join our side with the trap in place. How intelligent do you think it is?” Mr. Beast looked down at Ragline when he asked the question. The cat was his best guess for what a monster in this new world was like, and Ragline was certainly an intelligent critter! The cat shrugged, however, so he still couldn’t say for sure.

”If that doesn’t work, I guess the blow-torch will just have to do. I have an eerie sense that the time to put our plan in motion is soon…”

"Yes of course, I don't think it's worth it if attempting to tame the beast only puts us at a further disadvantage." Looking towards his cat, Mr. Beast was certainly glad to have him on his side, and excited by the idea of gaining an ally… but if it put any of the three at risk–or worse–then they very well might end up failing Earth-chan's challenge.

Once they got the alert of the final wave start, Mr. Beast steeled himself and glanced out the garage toward the horizon. "Whatever may happen, I'll ensure we are all making it out alive." Tension rose as they waited, but so far… nothing came. Had their trap failed?

[Area Boss Sand Shark is patrolling the area! Defeat the area boss to finish the tutorial!]

A sudden pop-up alerted Mr. Beast that the monster was on the loose… and that to get out of here, they didn't just have to survive: they needed to defeat the Sand Shark. "Hmm… with a name like that, I imagine it must've been the creature we faced against earlier. A Sand Shark…" The name matched the visual of the earlier monster, yet Mr. Beast was bewildered that such a monster could exist. He couldn't wait to get out there and see what else Earth-chan had in store for the world!

Noticing the trail of dust rushing their way from the horizon, Mr. Beast put two and two together. "Being a Sand Shark, I must imagine it's burrowing below the surface - and toward us! Our lure is working!" Gripping his blow torch in one hand and a wrench in the other, Mr. Beast glanced between Natalya and Ragline before ducking behind a work-cabinet. "Here we go everyone!"

Glancing down at his hands as the shark finally entered and began chowing down on the lure, Mr. Beast hadn’t realized he’d been trembling. Shaking his head, he steeled himself once more. Everyone’s survival depended on how these next few moments went! Meticulously shifting across the room’s wall to reach the chain holding the garage door up, the man was glad that the monster wasn’t facing him.

He placed his wrench on the bolt they used to keep the chain in place, glancing again to his allies in confirmation. It was now or never! With a sudden heave of the tool, the chain unrolled, and the garage doors came crashing to the ground. As it did so, Ragline hopped down from the rafters, his eyes glowing as it peered at the Sand Shark.This the new ability he got when Mr. Beast upgraded him, his [Nightmare Dance]! To Natalya and Mr. Beast, the illusory clones of Ragline that surrounded the beast would be easily told apart from the real one, but the monster would have a difficult time keeping track.

”Good Job! Get ‘em!” As the clones teased and circled the Sand Shark, the real ragline darted in to slash it with his sharpened claws. He ran across to Mr. Beast after, where the two ducked behind another work-bench they had tipped over to work as a shield against the beast. The man held the blow torch in his hand… The gas should in theory be enough to light it up when they were ready, he just had to make sure everyone was in a safe position to do so first!

Strangely enough, as the Sand Shark thrashed about, it somehow managed to whack one of the radios back on again, which INSTANTLY started blasting “Chattahoochee” throughout the gas station. Mr. Beast had no idea why, and put it in the back of his mind as another note to remember to ask Earth-chan about in the future.