Imani: Something just happened to my inventory! I suddenly have thousands of little candies, and my scrolls are gone!
Elle: That’s mine! We switched!
Taranis’s huge voice roared, “Little sister! Where are you? Now is not the time!”
A laughing voice echoed. It seemed to come from everywhere at once. Eris. “Ever since you started fucking Mom, I knew you’d lost it. How do you think she is going to feel about you killing our brother because he was tricked into hurting your side piece?”
“My wife is missing! And even if she wasn’t, she cares not about my mortal dalliances!”
“You mean, ourmom? You thinkMomis missing? Four of her five pieces are in here right now watching you try to literally fuck a pig! And I’m pretty sure she’ll care about this one. Remember what she did to Yarilo?”
“We are in love! Wait, what do you mean about my wife?”
Eris cackled with insane laughter. “If you stopped thinking with your Mom-soaked dick for one second, you’d see what’s happening.”
Florin: Holy Christ, I switched inventories with Lucia. Nothing is organized except the hotlist!
“Donut, be careful!” I yelled as we approached the centipede. “There are lots of bombs in there. Don’t pull anything out unless I tell you to! Go to my hotlist. I need you to combine the ball in slot ten with the biscuit in slot twelve!”
10 seconds until the next Scolopendra attack.
The whole front of the creature started to glow.
“My hotlist only has ten slots!” she shrieked. “There is no twelve!”
“Search! Search and combine! Search and combine! Fast! Give it to me!”
I held out my hand. My xistera formed. Thankfully that still worked. “Hurry! Hurry!”
“I found it!” Donut cried, and she dropped the ball into the extended scoop.
Scolopendra’s mouth yawned, preparing the third attack . . .
“Hold on!” I yanked hard, putting the bike down, launching us into the air, and I flung the ball with all of my strength at the final dungeon boss.
The banger sphere with the Nothing Special enriched pet biscuit rocketed right into the mouth of the boss.
Splatch!
Scolopendra, the biggest, baddest, strongest entity in the dungeon, splattered onto the ground of the arena right in front of us, turning into a gelatinous puddle the size of a small elephant.
We tumbled and spun through the air, crashing right next to the quivering pile of goo. I rolled and skid, my motorcycle spinning off in the other direction, Donut yowling. We spun to a stop.
New Achievement. What the actual fuck, Carl?
Okay, so there are power moves. And then there’s this.
I repeat.
What
The
Actual
Fuck,
Carl?