"You had to crash at the yellow dot stop, huh?" She's rethinking her enjoyment of the colour yellow.
Moon starts backing up. "I think we should leave. Before those archers make pincushions out of us. Because blunt or not, I'm sure those things'll hurt."
She turns her back to the oncoming army and begins to call forth the portal that would lead them to another world.
It would take a minute, though, and she's distracted.
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She eyes the army and the archers.
"You had to crash at the yellow dot stop, huh?" She's rethinking her enjoyment of the colour yellow.
Moon starts backing up. "I think we should leave. Before those archers make pincushions out of us. Because blunt or not, I'm sure those things'll hurt."
She turns her back to the oncoming army and begins to call forth the portal that would lead them to another world.
It would take a minute, though, and she's distracted.