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Seth flies until he reaches a drop-off at the meadow. It's a steep drop, capable of breaking someone's legs. Seth lands and turns back to normal. "Okay, how are we going to do this?" Seth asks Roland. In the distance there's the horizon of a fiery plain.
"Do what? Fight the glutton? I have a question about that actually." he stopped and looked over the ledge. "Do it's heads have deprecate brains or one omnipotent brain?"
"Oh!" Roland laughed, "Ya I suppose we should survive this first huh." Roland looked down the side of the cliff, it was terribly steep. Looking around he noticed a large dead tree. "Well let's knock that down and roll it to the bottom to clear a nice way down."
"All right then." Seth says going to the tree. What was large enough to knock over a tree easily. Seth thought. He took a couple steps back and morphed into a rhino.
Seth charged right at the tree at full speed. He lowered his head and rammed right into the tree! The tree leaned forwards but didn't give way. Seth morphed back, dazed from the impact, and he fell down. "Did I get it?" He asks.
Seth sat up and rubbed his head, "Never better." He says groaning and getting up. "Well maybe you can use your axe to cut it down?" He finally realizes.
Roland picks up his ace and walks over to the tree. "Alright here I go!" he began to swing over and over again at the tree. After several hard swings the tree begins to fall. Roland runs and hits the tree with his shoulder to make sure it would fall the right way.
The tree tumbled down the canyon crushing several things along the way. "Does it look any safer?" he asked as he watched it roll down.
"Alright... Well here goes." Roland slowly drops himself off the side and slides down the steep slant. Gabriel watches, paces almost as if debating if he should or not, then does the same as Roland. As he reaches the bottom Gabriel rolls a bit and rolls over Roland. He laughs as they get up and move away from the side.
Seth morphs into a Fiordland Penguin and slides down the hill on his belly. Reaching the bottom he morphs back dusting himself off. "Well, no turning back now." He says looking out to the Slums that is the meadows. The grass seemed to be dying and the soil cracking. Over the horizon is a fiery blaze, most likely an opening to a cavern or lair.
"Honestly, you really have to have speed. When it attacks, it goes insanely fast. You only have a split second to react, but when it's done attacking, it leaves itself wide-open for an onslaught of attacks. You only have moments to damage it before it recovers and attacks again."
Roland didn't notice the fact that it was an insult, rather he thought that it was incredible. The task of being a diversion and living to become a pro was almost unheard of. "Really?! That would work well actually."
"You bet I am!" Roland exclaimed. "Gabriel, come." the lion came and looked at Roland eagerly. "Hunt. Smart." he looked at The lion and grabbed the ear. "SMART." after a moment Gabriel hunched down and began to stalk and sniff for the gluten. Roland turned to Seth. "I don't think he has quite learned that one yet, wishful thinking is all." he chuckled.