With one man down, only four people remained to face Bratley,

“Ok, who’s next?” the dragon cracked his neck.

“All Powerful God of Darkness,” Alastar began. Will you please…”

“Stop,” said Bratley while raising a paw. “Are you born in this forest?”

“…No.”

Suddenly, the dragon shot his darkness breath exterminating Alastar and a column of earth 1000 miles deep.

“Holy shit!” cried the mage once he appeared some 10 feet away. “I’ll meet you outside the forest,” he said while repeatedly blinking as far as he could.

“Next!” the dragon grinned before looking at Chloe.

“She’s the kingdom’s princess,” Seth explained. “She’s cursed by the Sun God, so fix her.”

“Now, why would I do that?” The dragon brought his snout closer.

“Because it will tremendously piss off that pompous prick,” said Chloe with her most charming smile.

“Hm, not a bad idea.” Bratley shot flames towards her from his left nostril. Yet, instead of killing the princess, a black streak appeared in her otherwise yellow hair. Her skin regained its orange color, while at the same time, it got covered in snot.

“Yay, I’m saved,” said Chloe in a monotone voice. “I’m going to search for a river now.”

“Won’t you try to escape?”

“What’s the point?” she shrugged. There hasn’t been enough time for her to steal anything.

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Finally, only the dragon, the squirrel, and the pixie remained. They all stared at each other like in a Wild West showdown.

“Did you… defeat Yuki?” Bratley asked cautiously.

“Of course,” answered Seth.

“And you are here to?”

“Fight you of course.”

The dragon flinched.

“How about another challenge?” he asked.

“No, thank you,” said Seth while preparing to charge.

“The King of Demons is in the southern mountains. His name is Beelzebub, Ruler of Hell. Are you not brave enough to banish him?”

“Tsk tsk,” Seth shook his head. “This is not a matter of bravery, my foe. Your quest is simply too… gay.”

“Pardon?”

“If you’re looking for someone to fight off dicks, then call Hector, the king’s son and a total prick, I mean valiant deepshit. As for me…”

Seth summoned a combined ball of wind blades, fire, and lightning. With a mighty roar, he threw it at the dragon. It did nothing.

“God damn it,” grumbled the pixie while pulling out his epic rank sword. “Round two,” he said while striking the smallest scale near the tip of Bratley’s tail. Again, nothing happened except for the sword breaking in two.

“My offer still stands,” smirked the dragon.

“Over my dead body!” shouted Seth while grabbing the ring on Momo’s neck.

“I can only dream,” sighed Bratley.

Suddenly, the dragon’s muscles contracted as if hit by a thousand lightning bolts. Bratley roared in pain twisting his body at impossible angles before throwing himself into the nearby trees.

“What! The fuck! Was that!?”

“A little gift from Yuyu the kind,” smirked Seth. In his hand was the black baton which still emitted electricity from one end.

“Yuki? You said you’ve killed her!”

“Yes, the Spider Queen’s dead. This is from Yuyu, her sister.”

The dragon was so pissed he slapped his own face. The baton in Seth’s hand was a gift he gave the girl more than half a millennium ago. It was supposed to be a toy for her to mess with wyverns, but it seemed to have received an upgrade.

“You damn fool,” grumbled the dragon. “What did she tell you, to stick it up my ass?”

“That’s… exactly it,” said Seth. “She also mentioned something about bringing you to her labyrinth.”

“She wants a visit!?” shouted Bratley. “Maybe I would’ve done that already if she hadn’t bailed on me when the hero attacked!”

“Not my problem,” said Seth while covering his ears. “You coming or not?” he pointed the stick at the dragon. For a moment, Bratley was worried. But then…

“…Sure,” he grinned. “I’ll gladly pay her a visit if you can remove my seal.”