Ooh... Gassy Swamp? I wonder... Possibilities, possibilities! ^_^
"Ha!" Gourry shouted, stopping to look up at the edge of the ravine where about twenty horses stood, outlined against the sunlight. "The stupid prince guy is too late! We're almost into the Gassy Swamp!" Then he took off at a run again, straight towards a curtain of vines that hung over the entrance to the swamp.
"Gourry," Lina said. "We'll never get out alive! It's the Gassy Swamp, idiot!"
Gourry shrugged, and said, "You're only saying never 'cause no one ever has!" Then he grinned, and kept charging forward.
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Prince Zolf and his troops looked down into the ravine and saw Lina and Gourry run along it and through the vines. "Unless I'm wrong," he said. "And I'm never wrong... They are headed right into the Gassy Swamp."
"We'll circle around and meet them on the other side," Count Zangulus said from behind the Prince.
Prince Zolf nodded, and he and his guards took off, towards the end of the swamp.
