>>18606925"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! Gong gong, gong gong! Intermission's over, intermission's over, spectators, back to the bleachers--GONGONGGONG!"
"Ah, that must be my cue. Phantump and I will be off now. And Calem, you needn't worry about the Curse nails sucking out your life force, your nature of slacking off has given you the power to replenish your health automatically, which will kick in everytime you're near death. In other words, you'll be perfectly fine."
"PERFECTLY FINE!? I'm dying over here, I've got NAILS impaling both my feet--AND MY HEAD, THEY FEEL LIKE RAILROAD SPIKES!"
Serena merely taps your nose,"You'll be fine.~ You always are, I don't really see why you're so worried this late into the game, it's so contrarian."
"Tump, tump, Phantump!"
"I'll give YOU a TUMP-TUMP you barkwoo-OW!"
You flinch from u're waifu flicking your forehead, "Obnoxious anger will get you nowhere in the game of life. In fact, this whole competition has been riling you up lately, you should take a break, or as the new gen children call it,
'Chillax, bro.~'""Nobody says that anymore! Nobody EVER said tha-"
Tierno conveniently intrudes on the scene while searching for a new spot to resume his hand-holding, "CHILLAX, DUDEROONI.. . .
"I stand corrected."
Serena and Phantump depart for the bleachers, and you're left to endure the pain of three nails sucking out your life force, as well as ignoring Hexcalibur's glares from afar.
"I'm the noble paladin that shall eat out the cherry in this pie, you malignant extra chromosome-toting buffoon..." he mumbles.
