S2: Round Eight Fight

The water smelled old and foul and just beneath its dim grey green surface, any army of souls stirred like wisps n cotton candy floating in a swamp. What seems like weak gasp growls to the other two was like in turn a tour to our larger of heroes. “Once you face your trial for the truth quickly return to my dock and I will again return you two home” as he paused our hero quickly interjected confused on hos stamen “two… don’t you me the three of us” the figure look into the distance and just nodded. Even though he acknowledged his statement the bigger hero has a deep gut wrenching feeling about what was going to happen. Over the endless water appeared a small cobble together dock. As they approached nearer our thinner hero was the first to point out the anomaly. “Does anyone else see that the dock is made of bones” he said. The other too travelers peered over again at the destination seeing the structure purely created of lashed vines and human bones. Stepping off the boat and onto the dock the dogs began to whimper, obviously unsure of their current place. One more comment broke the silence “I’ll be waiting for you” said the figure. They looked forward unto a path looking like bricks of gold, but to each side was fire and brimstone. As the trio ventured through the path it became very dim, the skinny dude grabbed an old branch and ran it across the burning rocks lighting it ablaze. “This is terrifying” stated their new female companion as she gripped tighter to the fat guys arm. The dogs walked between them a sad look upon their faces as the whimpered. As they pause for a moment a spear flies out from the darkness landing square into our larger hero’s chest. Knocked flat with the rotting steel sticking into his sternum his friend the skinny dude pulls out his sword and begins battle with the demon that descended on them. As the fat guy pulls the spear from his chest blood begins to pool upon him. Even the licking of the dogs couldn’t help close the gaping wound. The sound of steel in front of them told him that the thinner hero was putting up a hell of a fight. Their third companion was protecting the rear from what looked like fiery bats. Our hero reached to his side and grabbed a flaming rock pressing it to his chest and burning the wound shut. With great pain and light headiness he stood and pulled his sword from his side and charged the beast with his thinner co-part. There was a large rustle behind them with distracted the demon allowing the tree like hero to pierce him through the middle. As they looked behind they could see two winged demons carrying the companion up and away while the dogs jumped to bite them. Who has captured their new friend? How many more demon would they encounter? If you put jerky on a sandwich with peanut butter is it still a PB&J….. Stay tuned to find out!!!