Wolves: we have numbers. Kong: I have fists.
Imagine being a wolf thinking you’re tough, then a gorilla the size of a mountain shows up.
Beauty didn’t swing a weapon, but somehow her eyeliner survived the Ice Age.
Wolves invented teamwork. Kong invented one-punch teamwork.
Beauty and Kong just speed-ran prehistory with zero cheats.
The real losers here are the wolves who thought plot armor wasn’t real.
Beauty’s cardio plus Kong’s muscles equals prehistoric Avengers.
Wolves: howl for backup. Kong: backup already here, and it’s called my left hand.
At this point, the wolves are just side quests for Kong’s love story.
1.2 million years ago survival meant fighting wolves. Today it means surviving Mondays