4 Pyro Sorcery

They walked through the easy parts of the jungle but it started to get harder. To continue on, they had to hack their way past small branches and nettles, then found themselves climbing over fallen trees. They came to a stop and could not go any further when they had been walking for half an hour. There was a huge bush in the way. Alex tried to hack through it, but was thrown back by something. Vines. The vines of the branches were whipping out at them.

"Alex! How do we get past THAT!?"

"I dunno! We can only hope we're imagining this."

Then, in front of his eyes, red light formed letters reading 'Pyro Manzio'. Maybe this would work. No. Magic did not exist, but right now this was their only means of protection as they had no weapons, only a £10 note. "Pyro Manzio!," Alex yelled, only to find that a small fireball had appeared between the tips of his fingers just as the ball of light had. Magic DID exsist! "Ha!," he yelled as he threw the fireball at the bush. It burst into flames and in a puff of purple smoke...vanished...

"A....Alex?"

"Y..y..y...yeah?"

"Magic does exsist, doesn't it?"

"I....I guess so..."

They continued up the path, stopping a number of times having to use this spell on wild bushed and walking, thorn-shooting roses, occasionally getting the odd smack in the face from a vine or thorn.

"Alex, how much further?"

They had been walking for hours, but they were not even 1/3 of the way through the jungle. If they could survive the journey through this jungle, perhaps they could get this item and get it to the Black Tower to Zicco. Perhaps....they would make it...maybe...they would...

Go home...