How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
By the time I got to my feet, Flossie had explained how we knew Cheng and his position as the leader of Monsterland, which made them even more nervous.
“He’s the Archfiend?” said Phil, stunned.
“Yes,” said Flossie, “but he’s our friend, so stop trying to stab him.”
Friend was stretching it a bit, but we needed him on our side if we were to have any hope of leaving this place, that was for sure.
“Okay, okay,” I said, bringing the attention back to me, “why were you out here fighting that thing?”
Cheng was slightly distracted by the weapons hanging in mid-air where they’d been left. I was impressed none of my party had trapped themselves when Phil stopped time.