*at the base of the Grindery and Ghaleon's Palace*
Why do I
suddenly have a bad feeling about this?
*just then, the floor starts to shake and something big comes walking in*
*walks
in*
Holy crap.
What is that thing?
One big
pile of bones by the looks of it.
This
thing is the Black Dragon.
I saw this
thing one time at a local museum.
Yeah, but
did it have wings?
And I
thought Dark Force was bad.
And I
thought that Dark Force was old. This thing is so old that it has
worn down to nothing but skin and bone.
More like
just bone.
Bah, it
is no match for Crotanks, master of apprentace shrining.
Boy,
you pick up Orakio's ego quick enough.
Can we
kill it now?
*arms
his Flamethrower* Oh yeah! *grunts*
*Slowly
walks up to Orakio.*
*slashes
the Black Dragon with his Beam Saber*
*slashes
with his sword*
*Slashes the
Black Dragon with the Orakian Sword, given to him by Orakio*
*Slashes
the Black Dragon with some sword which no one knows about*
*doesn't
slash at all, but breaths flames on the Black Dragon*
*does some
crazy thing as an attack*
*casts
Megid on the Black Dragon*
*casts
Legeon on the Black Dragon*
*casts
something on the Black Dragon*
*shoots
the Black Dragon with the Flamethrower*
*stands
back and cheers*
*absorbs
most of the attacks*
You
know, I just had a thought.
What is
that?
Maybe
being a dragon, he is immune to fire?
Well
damn.
You guys
work too hard. Allow me to demonstrate. *pours some ink on the
ground in front of him*
*walks
up to Macc, placing one foot in the ink*
Alright
Black Dragon. *gets out a contract* All I need is a footprint on
this piece of paper. *steps back a few steps and places the
contract on the ground*
*steps
towards Macc and places the foot with the ink on it on the
contract*
*grabs the
Contract* Thank you. Now, return to my HQ! *snaps his fingers*
???
*is sucked through a black hole and sent to Macc's HQ*
??? What
just happened here?
Contracts.
Never leave home without about 30 in your possesion.
Remind
me to print some up.
Print some
up.
Thanks...
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