'Tsk, you can't rush a good thing, but crab is one of those things you have to eat hot.'
He paced back and forth anxiously. He wasn't just trying to figure out how to handle the searing heat, but also how to crack open its tough shell.
His combat knife was sharp, but using it to cut something like this would likely chip the blade. It wasn't worth the risk.
Large sea crabs like this were usually handled with a cleaver and specialized shears.
'Wait, a cleaver?'
His eyes lit up. He turned and pulled the thin-bladed stone axe from his shelter.
He first tore off a thick leg, raised the stone axe, and brought it down hard about a knuckle's length from the joint.
CRACK!
The shell, roasted to a perfect crisp, was even more brittle than he'd expected. The heavy, sharp stone axe left a deep groove on its surface, and the surrounding shell fractured along with it.
