After running for what must’ve been five minutes, he came across an empty field, with what appeared to be the corpse of some large turtle thing. There were similar knife wounds all over it just like that alligator earlier. Kraven must’ve gotten this one too.
Jules saw the corpse, and had an idea that sounded just stupid enough to work. He pulled out his lightsaber, as that was the only thing that would be strong enough to break through that thick shell. He just needed to cover himself with enough of the creature’s blood to hide his own scent. It would take a lot of blood though. He began rubbing the blood and guts all over himself, in a desperate attempt to throw Kraven off of his trail.

“Damn, this is a new suit too. This is some fucking bullshit, why do I gotta deal with this?”

A minute later, Kraven followed the scent to its end. He could no longer find Jules, and simply saw the Blastoise on the ground, cut open. Kraven knew what this meant.

“Covering your scent up? Clever trick. You can’t outhunt a hunter though! I just got to follow this things scent and it’ll lead me to you!”

After sniffing around a bit, he found where the scent was the strongest. It was behind a couple of bushes. Kraven drew his rifle, and unloaded on the spot multiple times. A couple of Pidgey’s flew away at the sounds of the gunfire, more creatures Kraven had never seen before. If he wasn’t under a bit of a strict time limit, he’d spend much more time here, to prove that no game was too strong to evade him. Pulling back the bushes, he was ready to collect his prize. Except, Jules wasn’t there. It was a pile of guts from the Blastoise corpse.

Jules jumped out of a tree that was behind the bushes.