"Noooooo!" shouted Cyrus, throwing himself between his friends and the Mighty Blade. The force of the blow against the Legendary Shield shattered the weapon down its crackling shaft. In a deafening explosion the fragments of light sliced the air in every direction, tearing through the great Monster which dissolved into wisps of mist. The Legendary Shield reflected the shards away from his friends, but Cyrus was no so lucky. In his heroic act he had sacrificed himself, for many magic shards had pierced his skinny body. He collapsed into the dust and rubble, overcome by his wounds.

The group huddled around the dying boy. "I'm so sorry for eating your cake Cyrus!" sobbed Rebekah, holding up the Legendary Shield to protect them from the rain.

"See Rob, you didn't have to try to kill him," said Zach, with a signature Lenny face to alert the others to the presence of his friendly Lad Banter.

"This wouldn't have had to happen if you had stuck to my fanfiction," said Aaron, dismayed at the loss of a BRILLIANT FRIEND.

"I wish I could have died instead of you!" said Sophia tearfully.

"Yeah right, like I would let you wield the Legendary Shield," Cyrus spluttered, struggling to remain conscious and rhyme at the same time.

"It's lucky you're so fat Cyrus, or some of those shards might have hit us," said Chris, never failing to lighten his friend's hearts with friendly Lad Banter.

"Cyrus' shield would look really cool with my crowbar..." began Jack.

"Heck no!" shouted Cyrus, managing to remain pure-mouthed in his state of near death. "It gets buried with me!"

"Wait, we have to bury him?" inquired Rob, muttering some choice assumptions about Our Saviour's parentage.

"No, we should cremate him," said Rebekah, wiping the last tears from her face and raising her flamethrower.

"Guys, wait till I'm dead befo-." But his final words were cut off by a vicious jet of fire that engulfed his mutilated body in a sheet of flame.