The imprisoned craned itself, rising from the dark smoke. And to be frank, I was terrified. Sure, laugh. Go ahead. The beast is ya know... Only a thousand times bigger than me! You know, when I struck with the skywards strike and this happened. Well. I really didn't expect this.

Actually, if he was tinier, he might be cute.

Then I thought about what I said. The eternal being and beast of evel and destruction. Cute.

It bellowed in an anamalistic fashion.

Can it read minds?

This time, as it started its march arms were raised. Great. Just great. Electric crimson sparks scattered when the beast stepped. That damn scaled critter.

"Hey! Get back here!" I shouted after the imprisoned. Okay link, let's get out of 'lala land'. I sprinted after it, absolutely flying to catch up. It perched it's long arms on the next level up.

Are you sereous!?

"GROOSE!" I called, pointing wildly at the climbing figure. A moment later it roared as a bomb ignited on is scales. I quickly took care of the toes.

"After this your going to need a pedicure!"

It moaned, tilting trying to keep its balence.

*SMACK!*

He's going to have a sore back in the morning. I ran around trying to get to the fixture in its head.

*smacksmacksmacksmack* i sliced on the stone multiple times, trying to corqor the beast.

the stone became completely embedded in its head. it rawred and slithered up the hill.

"its offically a worm hibrid." i complained, using the air vents to boost me up some more to gain an advantage on the beast. it stood, in its full glory. ya know... it kind of looks like an alivicado with feet... and spagetti arms. i shook my head. my damned teenage stomach, it always wantas food! it grumbled to support its arguement.

"not right now, we have the improsoned to... well... imprison!" i smacked it...

did i just have a conversation with my stomach?

i faced with the moster, i gulped, charging with my sword raised. i popped all of his pimple toes in the front, but i couldn't move in time-

angry red sparks sent me flying into a faceplant. lesson learned today; dirt from the sealed grounds does not taste good. at all.

sometimes being a hero sucked. bigtime.

worst. boss. ever.

PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS A TWO-CHAPTER STORY! okay now you can quit reading if you want.

(if you kept reading because you're amazingly nice, here's some cookies! (::) (::) (::)! good reader!)

farewell,

Dragon-Of-The-Depths