"O-okay..."
Earth Temple, Tethe'alla side of the new world
Genis, at this point was very.. very... nervous. More than usual, if half-humanly possible.
Presea remained Presea, her emotion not showing.
They passed the passed the bridge and the secret chamber at the last passage, there was a Gnomelette.
Well, they would have, except a red Gnomelette blocked their way. "What do you want, worms?"
"We would like to get thorugh, please." Presea responded silently.
"Oh. Okay. What do you have to give me?" The Gnomelette asked, holding out his stubby hand.
"I do not have anything that I beleive is to your interest." Presea answered.
"We're looking for Presea's bow!" Genis added nervously.
"Hmm." The Gnomelette 'hmmed' a bit, then finally said, "Oh. Is it this pink thing tied in a knot?"
"That sounds very much like my bow."
"Ya know, you talk funny."
"I... do not understand the meaning. Do you mean I do not use slang?" Presea asked, tilting her head.
"Humans are such weirdos..." He mumbled. "I mean, I don't know where your... bow... is. I think Gnome took it before he left. It might be at the altar, eh?"
"Thank you for your cooperation...yo." Presea said unsurely.
Complete silence followed.
Then, all of a sudden, the Gnomelette fell over clutching his side in a laughing fit.
Genis also fought to not let a laugh escape from his lips.
"AH HA HA!!" The Gnomelette yelled, tearing. He sighed and stood up. "You got one strange one on your hands, kid." He said.
Genis blushed. "C-come on, Presea." Genis said, motioning for Presea to go first.
"You owe me, twerp." The Gnomelette said after them.
((I don't specifically remember everything.. so let's just skip to the altar! I haven't played ToS since... last year. My stupid cousin still has to give it back.))
When the two had reached the altar, Presea paused. "I see my bow on the altar." She said, walking calmly up to the center and picking up the (pink?) ribbon. She folded it and put it in her pocket. She turned to Genis. "I am very thankful we did not run into any monsters. Though, it is strange, on account of 92 of the time anyone enters the temple, they reach, or are attacked by a threatening life force in 6.7 steps. So-- AH!"
"Presea!" Genis yelled, finally noticing a dark colored dragon that had grabbed Presea.
"A tasty lunch." The dragon hissed, looking at Genis with malice.
Presea saw that the dragon was focused on Genis, and she had a feeling Genis wouldn't attack while she was so prone to being hit also. She fumbled silently for her ax.
The dragon turned his eyes to look at Presea, who was reaching behind her back, trying to reach her ax. It squeezed her, and she screamed, one of the claws on his scaly hands digging into her side.
"Presea!" Genis yelled, mouth agape.
"Genis," Presea said in a strained, but normal tone, "Destroy the dragon."
"But I can't..." Genis yelled. "You'll get hurt, too!"
"Genis, do it now!" Presea yelled, going unconsious.
The dragon swiveled it's eyes back to Genis. "Your turn..." It hissed, taking a large, slow step forward.
"Is she... dead?" Genis asked the dragon absently.
"Dead? I don't know. I kill my meals, not ask them if they're dead." It hissed, opening it's mouth revealing yellowish, arm-size teeth.
"Presea..." Genis though... If Presea was dead, and he didn't attack, he was dead, too. If she was alive, and he attacked, she'd be dead and he'd probably die within the next few seconds. But then, he voice, which gave off a strange air... Just that once...
Genis... Destroy the Dragon...
Those could have been her last words, and Genis would throw himself off the end of the new world before he refused Presea's last words.
"Indignation!" he yelled confidently.
A white halo appeared above the dragon, who blinked. Light decended from the halo, and the dragon, abruptly, stublemed back, dropping Presea to the ground quickly.
"Wind blade!" Genis yelled, menuvering the wind so it would brake her fall.
The dragon hissed, and stumbled backwords once more, as a blood freezing hiss was heard as it dropped down the canyon below.
Genis ran as fast as he could over to the pink-haired girl, lying, unconcious on the ground. He shook her gently. "Presea..." he mumbled. "Don't be dead..."
"Alicia..." she mumbled quietly, her eyes opening slowly. "Genis." she said automatically. She sat up. "The dragon," she said monotonely, "where is it?"
"It's dead."
"How?" she asked, lowering her weapon.
"I used Indignation." He said slowly. "I'm not sure why it didn't hurt you, though."
"The pure of heart..." Presea mumbled slowly. "I read once... "Indignation...Divine power, wrought on by angelic forces decend from the heavens to thy demons... Thou shall not perish for the pure of heart shall withstand thy force."" she paused. "I'm not pure of heart."
But you're pure in soul. Genis smiled. "Maybe more than you know; it didn't hurt you."
Presea let go of her ax. "I can't agree." She said slowly. She stepped forward and hugged Genis breifly. "I do thank you, Genis."
Genis flushed. "Aww... Presea... You don't have to thank me." He said nervously.
"I believe," Presea said, "that we should get going."
"I agree." Genis said, sighing.
OMG. You finally got your chapter!!!