Chapter Cruiser: Books of Talon
"It is so dark that I cannot see my angered fist!" cried Simon.
Randy was scared of the dark and clung to a burrito for comfort.
Paula just looked and saw nothing. Her eyes then exploded into tiny glass shards. The shattering sound was heard around the world.
"Who dared to turn out the lights?" growled Arle, tripping over a can of beans. Luckily, Carbuncle was there to catch her with his meaty wings.
"If Arle is disrupted by this event, then that means that someone else is plaguing the arena!" cried Toto.
"Could it be… DOOMERS?" whimpered Vector.
BOOM!
Amidst Knuckles's sick rap crew, a tall man with a green shirt and dirty blonde hair appeared. He was carrying a locked cage under his long thin arm. He eyed the crowd with sheer force and the magnitude of at least eleven cattle.
"Like, where is Arle, man?" he growled in a tone of deeply pitted rage.
Arle's eyes gasped as she saw the newcomer.
The man turned and caught sight of the devious mage. "Like, found you…" He then powered up and charged right into Arle, tearing her arms off and swallowing them whole like common spaghetti noodles.
"Who is that incredibly zoink-like specimen?" question the Doctor as he fiddled through his glasses' night-vision settings.
Blaze screamed as she sensed Arle's rings enter the stomach of the green-shirted beast. "I won't let you get away with my rightful loot!"
"Like, come get some, kitty cat!" the tall man taunted.
"Carby…" the armless Arle moaned to her golden broseph. The behemoth wept as it cradled its master. "It is this universe's greatest mage… Norville Shaggy Rogers…"
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