"Yeah," Atchmon chuckled. "I went back and got as much rope-vine as I could carry." Atchmon said as he patted the loops of black 'rope' he tied to his waist. "It wasn't easy catchin' a fish for Big Blue, but I managed to pull it off usin' the thorns from the vines and tyin' those to my spear, so they'll hook into it once I manage to hit 'em. Some of the vines could stretch like rubber; so that made it a lot easier to launch my spear at 'em." 