What is going on? Alice asked and climbed to her feet. Bleats filled the air, and the ground shook from the sound. The trees trembled and leaves fell from their branches. Shivers ran down Alices spine, and she touched the tiny shield strapped to her wrist. It grew in size until it beca a tower shield that she hid behind. She stood on her tiptoes and glanced over the top, peering into the dark woods. Is it a herd of sheep?
Its a herd of humanoid sheep, Diamant said. His rocky face frowned. Would that still be called a herd? What is a group of humans called anyway? A pack?
That doesnt really matter right now, Mr. Skelly said and drew his sword. His eye sockets seed to glow in the dark. He picked up his helt with his free hand and donned it, covering his face. This reminds of the good ol days.
You fought sheep-like n in the good ol days? Alice asked, keeping her eyes on the forest. The bleating was getting louder, and the ground shook even harder. Red, wooly figures erged, so of them carrying halberds. The ones that didnt have weapons were carrying branches, and a few were holding stones. And severely outnumbered at that?
Even worse! We fought n-like sheep, Mr. Skelly said and laughed. They were everywhere when we first arrived on that continent after fleeing from the worms. But it didnt take long to wipe them out. All we needed were a few dogs to round them up.
Alice braced herself against her shield and shoved forward. Bleats filled the air as the sheep-like n were bowled over. The sheepn in the back tripped on the ones in the front, and a few were impaled by the halberds that were lying around. But the wave of sheepn didnt stop. Like a red avalanche, they trampled over their fallen and sward against Alice and Mr. Skelly. Alice grunted as she was shoved backwards, her feet digging fissures into the ground. Soone wake Vur up!
Diamant nudged Vur a couple of tis before shrugging. Then he dissolved into motes of light that sank into Vurs arm. The brown runes glowed with a bright light, and cracks spread out along the ground from Vurs fingertips. They snaked past Alice and Mr. Skelly before widening, splitting the earth into a gaping maw that swallowed the front of the flood, bringing relief to the two holding it back.
Wake up, Vur! Zilphy said and pinched Vurs cheeks. He grumbled a few tis before rolling over. Theres tons of sheep trying to kill us! She hopped up and down before climbing onto his head. Wake up. Wakey wakey. There was still no response. Zilphy scratched her head. Breakfast is ready?
Vurs eyes fluttered open. Where? What ti is it?
Zilphy pointed at the sheep. Right now, its eat-the-sheep-people oclock.
I dont eat people, Vur said and snorted. He wiped away the line of drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth. They taste bad.
Theyre part sheep, so theyll only taste partly bad, Zilphy said. And most importantly, theyre trying to kill us!
Vur looked around. He frowned at Sheryl. Why arent you doing anything?
Sheryl shrugged. Im still injured from being shot in the butt by an arrow.
Oh. Vur turned towards Mistle. What about you?
If I help out Diamant, then Im afraid this jealous witch will kill while Im not paying attention, Mistle said, gesturing towards Zilphy.
Vur blinked at Zilphy. She shook her fist at Mistle before sticking her tongue out. And you know it. So stay away from my husband, you adulteress.
Vur grabbed Zilphy and Mistle, then he pressed them against each other, eliciting high-pitched squeals. You two should stop fighting.
Hello!? Vur! A little help? Alice shouted. Wheres that portal that Tafel left behind for us to shout into?
Its over there, Vur said and pointed at a nearby patch between two rocks. He crouched over the portal and cleared his throat. Tafel. Are you there? Theres so sheep things attacking us. Co back when you want.
You dont sound very urgent!
Vur snorted and stood up. Theyre just sheep, he said, his voice lowering into a growl. His bones cracked, and his skin split apart as scales blossod along his body. He grew in size, his neck elongating as his torso slumped down. It doesnt matter how many of them there are.
It didnt take long for Vurs polymorph to finish, and when it did, he lumbered towards the wave of sheepn. They stopped in their tracks and stared at him. The sheepn at the front of the mob exchanged glances with each other while bleating a few tis. They shrugged and pointed their weapons at the dragon before them and charged headfirst into a breath of white icicles that froze them into glistening, red statues.
Thats a cheat, Alice said, shifting her shield to the side to get a better view at the stunned sheepn. The frozen statues were boiling from within and cracking apart. Bits of reddish ice fell off of them and onto the ground, leaving behind puddles of red water as the statues lted. The sheepn standing behind their lting companions took a few steps back, their eyes fixated on Vur. He snorted and growled, and the wave of sheepn moved back by another step in unison. Alice frowned. But youre right. These things really are pretty weak. What are they supposed to be anyways? Her frown deepened. And what are we going to do with all of them? Kill them?
What? No! Mr. Skelly stepped forward. Thats such a barbaric train of thought. Just because they wanted to kill us first doesnt an we have to kill them in return. He cleared his non-existent throat and stepped towards the sheep-like n. Baaa!
Alice, Vur, and the sheepn stared at Mr. Skelly. Alice swallowed. You can speak sheep?
No, Mr. Skelly said. But it was worth a shot.
Baa, you dont have to, baa, worry. We, baaa, can speak normbaaly. One sheepman stepped forward, his hands gripping his halberd to his chest. Lets, baa, discuss this like civilized, baaaa, beings.
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