Zafika goes tense as a wired spring when the four god damn cannons rise up from the floor and aim directly at them, and while Four starts speaking they quickly pull their dagger from their bag, and it transforms into a glaive as Four spreads their arms wide at their sides...
And then a wall of paper scraps shoots at them, and they barely have time to shield their face with their arms as they're forced backwards by the blast. And suddenly their back hits strangely uneven ground, and they groan and cough a little before they look around again and sit back up.
What the fuck? They're back on the mountain, right where they remember last being before they were whisked away into Four's annoying game. What the fuck? They then notice the note in the palm of their hand, and after reading it growl quietly and tear it to pieces as their tail coils behind them. Despite having won, they don't feel like it. This is the one time they wish they hadn't been right.
But, as they're sitting there, they realise something. They're back where they had been earlier that day... so where's Garrot?
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And then a wall of paper scraps shoots at them, and they barely have time to shield their face with their arms as they're forced backwards by the blast. And suddenly their back hits strangely uneven ground, and they groan and cough a little before they look around again and sit back up.
What the fuck? They're back on the mountain, right where they remember last being before they were whisked away into Four's annoying game. What the fuck? They then notice the note in the palm of their hand, and after reading it growl quietly and tear it to pieces as their tail coils behind them. Despite having won, they don't feel like it. This is the one time they wish they hadn't been right.
But, as they're sitting there, they realise something. They're back where they had been earlier that day... so where's Garrot?