Watson said that he would take Borida to the nest of the desert insects, which would attract Scar's resistance.
Watson continued, "Scar, what I said is obvious. Don't you understand?
"This smart mini-bomb is familiar to him. Now, do you understand?"
Hearing Watson's detailed explanation, Scar sighed slightly,
"Okay, Boss. I... I know."
"But be careful when you go in!"
Scar licked his tongue, still unsatisfied. He looked at Borida and clicked his tongue.
The most important thing right now was to urge Shrek to get a high-concentration saline drip as soon as possible.
If it weren't for the fact that salt was hard to bond with his body, Watson would have applied it to his body.
Unfortunately, this kind of white crystal salt didn't fit in with human skin.
"No problem. But Mr. Watson, are you sure you want to take the risk yourself?"
"I can take your place, or I can go with you."
As he fetched the salt from chef Bata, he inquired about Watson's opinion.