Sharkboy Game !full! Review

Then, he was in.

A cutscene played. Finley, his little brother (a blue reef shark in a hoodie), was freed. Finley hugged him. “I knew you’d come, Sharkboy.” sharkboy game

Behind him, through the apartment window, he saw the city. But it wasn’t his city anymore. The skyscrapers were coral. The cars were schools of fish. The people? They were all sharks. Tiger sharks in business suits. Bull sharks as cops. And they were all looking up at the one building that still looked human: his. Then, he was in

He found his first enemy: a hammerhead shark in a pinstripe suit, holding a harpoon gun. The game’s HUD flashed: But Leo hesitated. He wasn’t a killer. He was just a guy from Ohio. Finley hugged him

And then, a message appeared, floating in the center of Leo’s vision:

He slipped the headset on.

“Welcome back, Sharkboy,” a gravelly voice rumbled in his head. “The Tuna Mafia took your reef. Your brother, Finley, is their prisoner. Get him back.”