Strongest Hammer God

DONK!

A hard stick hit the shell.

The turtle head slowly approached one of the holes but didn't fully leave it.

DONK!

Another stick hit the shell.

Kyle watched the turtle head.

Thanks to his darkness vision, he could see the turtle head slowly moving around inside the hole, but it still didn't come out.

By now, there were over five sticks around the turtle shell.

'Fucker's careful,' Kyle thought. 'Hasn't come out even once. Wonder if it knows that it's me throwing trash in its backyard.'

'I wanna put it to an actual test.'

Kyle took off the shitty helmet he had taken from the hill and hit it with the back of his drill.