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Three cages bent at once.
None opened.
The shark crossed the middle row, hit the first one, then the second, then the third.
Steel bars buckled.
Locks twisted.
Bubbles filled the water.
Then the fin disappeared off the right side of the reels.
All three cages were still closed.
That was my first useful lesson in Razor Extreme.
Apparently one shark attack was enough to make underwater safety look terrible.
It was not enough to actually get through the door.
I was playing at €1.20.
The screen had the familiar kind of Razor ocean where every blue patch looked deep enough to contain something with more teeth than patience.
Divers floated among silver fish and yellow fish.
Oxygen tanks sat beside old lamps and hooks.
Steel cages appeared between them.
The shark moved outside all of it.
Which already seemed like the wrong arrangement.
Those first three cages had all been hit once.
Each showed a deep bite through the metal.
For a moment I expected the damage to stay.
The next ordinary spin arrived.
Fresh symbols.
Fresh cages.
The bent ones were gone.
The shark had spent an entire attack weakening three pieces of steel and then allowed the ocean to replace them with undamaged steel.
Excellent predator planning.
A few spins later, another Cage landed.
Shark Strike.
Bite.
Crack.
Nothing else connected.
Chain over.
Cage gone.
Then two Cages.
One attack.
Both damaged.
No second bite.
Gone.
The session slowly developed a very specific frustration.
I did not need more sharks.
I needed one shark to remember what he had started.
The first proper break happened when two rows got involved.
A Cage sat in the middle.
Another farther right.
The Shark Strike crossed the lower row and cracked both.
One of the symbols revealed by the movement around them connected through a Wild elsewhere.
That kept the attack alive.
New row.
The shark came back.
This time his path crossed the first damaged Cage again.
Bite.
The remaining bars snapped.
The Cage opened.
Razor Wild.
A diver landed on one side.
Another diver farther across.
The new Wild connected them.
Around €14.
That payment barely mattered compared with the fact that one cage had finally lost the argument.
Because the Razor Wild participated, the shark attacked another row.
Two fresh Cages took damage.
Neither broke.
Nothing paid.
End.
Everything reset.
The open cage vanished with the chain.
The seabed repaired itself.
Somebody underwater had a remarkable supply of replacement steel.
After that, the shark produced several shorter attempts.
One Cage opened.
Small fish win.
Done.
Another chain broke two Cages and left Razor Wilds in the middle.
Silver fish crossed both.
Then a premium shark symbol joined from the left.
The sequence reached roughly €28.
Useful.
Not enough to reverse what the quieter spins had been doing.
The real problem was all the nearly broken metal.
A Cage would arrive.
Bite.
One bar left.
Then no win.
Gone.
Two Cages would crack together.
The next attack chose another row.
Gone.
One spin showed three damaged cages at once and no way to summon the shark back.
It looked like the aftermath of an extremely determined feeding attempt where every meal had remained inside its packaging.
The Cage Scatters began showing up too.
Two.
No third.
Later, another two.
Still nothing.
The base game kept chewing through the session while the shark mostly chewed through things that disappeared before becoming useful.
I stayed at €1.20.
Not because the cages were paying enough.
Because every time two damaged ones sat together, the whole screen looked one returning fin away from becoming much more interesting.
Eventually the Scatters stopped arriving in pairs.
Three Cage Scatters landed.
Free Spins.
Eight.
But the better part was already sitting on the trigger screen.
Two ordinary Razor Cages had been hit during the same spin.
Both were cracked.
When the feature opened, they were still cracked.
The damage had come with us.
That changed everything.
The shark no longer needed to develop long-term memory.
The feature had provided it.
First Free Spin.
Shark Strike.
Correct row.
One of those damaged cages took its second bite.
Metal opened.
Razor Wild.
It stayed there after the spin.
Permanent for the feature.
Now there was a hole in the enclosure that nobody intended to repair.
Second spin.
Three new Cages appeared.
The shark crossed them.
Crack.
Crack.
Crack.
No openings yet.
But the damage remained.
Third spin.
Another strike hit two of those three.
Both opened.
Two more Razor Wilds.
Three permanent Wild positions now sat across the feature.
The ocean was gradually becoming less cage and more evidence that cages had once existed.
A small diver combination crossed one.
Payment.
Then yellow fish used another.
Nothing enormous.
The useful part was structural.
Every broken cage stayed broken.
Fourth Free Spin.
One new Cage.
No shark.
Fifth.
Shark across a different row.
Two damaged Cages opened.
Five Razor Wilds.
The reels were beginning to look as though the shark had learned that bars were optional.
The Wilds helped several small combinations.
€6.
Then €9.
A premium diver line did a little better.
Still no giant payment.
But I had stopped counting the feature in euros.
I was counting broken cages.
Five.
Three more needed.
Extreme sat behind eight.
Sixth Free Spin.
Another Shark Strike.
A cracked Cage near the bottom finally opened.
Six.
One more fresh Cage took its first bite.
The permanent Razor Wilds were now spread awkwardly rather than neatly.
One high.
Two central.
A couple low.
Enough to help.
Not enough to turn every spin into a feeding frenzy.
The sixth Wild joined a silver-fish line.
Payment.
Seventh Free Spin.
The shark arrived almost immediately.
A previously cracked Cage sat in his row.
Bite.
Open.
Seven.
One Cage away.
One scheduled spin left.
That was the first moment the word Extreme stopped looking like decoration.
Eight opened cages would change every Razor Wild already sitting on the screen.
Two extra Free Spins.
The whole broken-cage field upgraded.
All I needed was one more piece of steel to fail.
Final scheduled Free Spin.
A Cage landed high in the second row.
Fresh.
Not enough.
Another appeared farther across already sitting where an earlier bite could reach it.
The shark entered.
First Cage.
Crack.
Second one was already damaged.
Bite.
The bars opened.
Eight.
The water flashed.
EXTREME.
Every Razor Wild on the grid changed.
x2.
All eight.
Two extra Free Spins appeared.
The shark had finally destroyed enough safety equipment to unlock the dangerous version of the game.
There were now eight permanent x2 Wild positions scattered through a screen full of divers.
An extraordinary place to continue diving.
First extra spin.
Premium shark on the left.
Diver.
Another diver.
Two x2 Razor Wilds through the middle.
A silver premium farther right.
The lines started connecting.
One through a Wild.
Then another through two.
The doubled positions applied.
The counter moved past €20.
Another combination.
Past €35.
A shark premium line crossed the damaged centre.
The total for the spin finished around €58.
Best moment of the feature.
Extreme had taken almost the entire bonus to arrive and immediately produced the first result that looked like it had been worth destroying eight cages for.
One extra spin remained.
A new Cage appeared near the upper-right corner.
The shark attacked.
It cracked.
A small fish line through the existing Wilds paid.
That kept the attack going.
The shark returned on another row.
The same Cage sat in the path.
Second bite.
Open.
Because Extreme was already active, the new Razor Wild appeared as x3.
Ninth broken cage.
x3.
Fresh.
Glowing.
At the far-right upper edge of the reels.
The remaining symbols stopped.
Yellow fish connected through a different part of the grid.
Tiny payment.
The x3 Wild had no useful premium symbols beside it.
Feature over.
The total finished around €95.
A decent bonus.
A fascinating amount of damage.
Still not enough.
The long base-game stretch of cracked cages that never received their second bite had already taken too much.
The session remained clearly below where it had begun.
For a moment, the feature screen stayed visible.
Eight x2 Razor Wilds.
Bent steel.
Broken locks.
One new x3 Wild shining inside the ninth opened Cage.
That final cage had received exactly what every earlier cage had spent the session waiting for.
Two shark attacks.
Complete destruction.
The strongest version of the Wild.
And one spin too late to have anywhere useful to swim.
Joker Coins treated my hopes like a piñata.