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Chapter Thirty-Seven-Ryoma Flametongue

Oh man! I can’t believe I’m gonna go out like this! Chopped up into tiny little pieces, being made into a delicious dragon stew! Why, oh why couldn’t it be a pizza? WHY?

Anyway, so I’m still strapped to a table, a nice dwarf tells everyone he thinks I’m innocent, and then he get shoved off the stage-thing…Why must all the good dwarves be shunned? WHY CRUEL FATE?! Oh yeah, the fact that I’m…oh what’s the word…you know, to no longer be living? Oh, right, MURDERED!

I tried to scream, but the iron bonds were too tight/dense. (Man, do I look pathetic saying that iron stopped me.) They were on my muzzle/nose/mouth/thing, and I couldn’t make a sound. And that stupid dwarf raised a no-doubt horribly dirty knife over my head, and slowly brought it down…I slowly lost all hope…

I DIDN’T WANT TO DIE HERE! No, not now. Not in this cave! (Author’s Note: In the last chapter, it was stated to be both a cave and a church. What I didn’t say was that it IS a church, but the room they were in was built to look like a cave. So my characters got confused…and so did I.) The knife was above my head, it lowered, lowered…I closed my eyes-er…I didn’t close my eyes at all…Yeah…

Then, it stopped. In fact, everything stopped. Well, except me, because no one can stop me! I knew it stopped, because the loud noises all stopped, everything was silent. I opened my never closed eyes, to see a lovely white robe in front of me, and a butt in my face.

Yeah, some idiot wearing all white jumped in front of me, with his butt in face. Really nice. Not that I like that sort of thing…Or…shutting up now.

Anyway, looking up, I saw…WINGS?! Holy potatoes! That’s amazing! Wings! Wow! Wings! A human with wings, now that’s something you don’t see everyday! It looked like an ang-

Wait, an angel? Science has proved angels don’t exist! Wait…could they be part of a secret race? Something hidden? Wow! A secret organization of angel-like beings! WOW!

The angel-type-person turned around, and started to unstrap me from my table. I stretched all my body parts, wings, arms the like, when the angel finished. I realized it was a man, and he appeared to be the stereotypical angel. Blond hair, blue eyes, determined look. I hated stereotypes.

“Hey, thanks for saving me!” I said, getting off the table and making faces at all the frozen in time audience.

“Stop doing that! I can only hold this time freeze for a few more minutes!” He said, pulled me away as I ripped off the pants off the head priest.

“Oh, stop being a spoil-sport!” I said, looking for a marker to use to doodle on the priest. I never did find one… And on a completely unrelated note, I would like to point out that due to the general laziness of myself, the lines that were said between me and the angel of the last chapter took place before those above, but I did not place him here because I didn’t want to. So there. Nyaah.

Then I remembered something. “Changed my fate? What do you mean?” Oooh, I said something serious.

He sighed. “Yes, and you better be happy as it cost me everything I had ever known. Listen, you were supposed to die here.”

Oh, well…uh… “Thank you so much for saving me, though I could have handled it myself.”

“I seriously doubt that.” Whoa, he said that fast. “Anyway, you need to get out of here now. The time freeze is going to wear off, and if you don’t leave now everything I did will be for nothing.” I noticed his hair and wings starting to go black.

“Uh…ok…but how do I leave?” I said, not having time to say something funny, though I could have easily.

“Fly through the hole or something, NOW!” He said, as everything started moving again. I leapt up, taking advantage of the serious confusion, to fly out. It seemed that the priest was deeply embarrassed bout his downed pants, but I was too busy flying to make faces or anything, not that I didn’t try.

Convenient how there was a hole above me at that time, it was a smoke hole or something like that, so the smoke doesn’t kill everyone. Thank god for its size though, as I could fit rather easily.

I guess I left the angel back there though, as he wasn’t following me. Didn’t matter, though I will make sure to send him a card on some upcoming holiday, it’s the least I could do. Well, technically I could do nothing, but that would be rude, and I am NOT rude.

I flew out of the hellhole, and went straight for a bit before landing in the mountains. Not flying for a while will really put your wings out of whack. I took a break on the mountaintop, looking at the lovely sky, and thinking about Miyako.

I wasn’t thinking for long though, as a seemingly very stressed out and mad centaur walked up to me. “What are you doing here?” He growled out, not in a menacing tone, but more of one that was extremely tired. Which…I guess means he wasn’t growling.

“Uh…sitting?” I said, looking him in the eye, and being much bigger than him, so he didn’t seem to be a threat.

“YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO ESCAPE! That stupid Gabe…” He said, obviously more loudly than he wanted.

“Uh…Gabe? Escape? What are you talking about?” I said, raising the dragon’s equivalent of an eyebrow. I didn’t find out the answer.

The centaur seemed to regain himself. “You know, Flonne Heavens was there, watching you.” He said, and his tone seemed to prove the truth of that statement. “She was trying to save you, but you’re not there. What will she think?”

My thoughts went crazy there, like they all happened at once. “She was…I’m not…Who are…huh?”

He narrowed his eyes. “You better get back there and show her you’re alright.” Without thinking, I leapt into the air, heading back to find Flonne, the centaur’s words in my ears. Wow, looking back I was really gullible. Oh well.