Lesson 20: Make up nice excuses for running away if you wish to live.

"Ahh. You must be- what is your name?" one of the scholars asked our young hero.
"Who wants to know?" he replied.
"Ahh, nevermind. You must kill Urug! The leader of all evil!"
"Where is he?" asked our young hero.
"Right over there." the scholar pointed to a mountain.
"That one?" asked the hunter.
"No! The one to the left." said the other scholar. It was even larger.
"Damn!" Jackal muttered.
"You must prepare for your battle." the first scholar said.
"Now go!" he said.
"What? I thought you said I had to prepare!" said our young hero.
"No I didn't." said the scholar, and walked away with the goblin and other scholar.Only the child remained, hidden in the shadows.

Soon our young hero and companions reached the top of the mountain and was in the courtyard, face to face with the evil leader.
"Now prepare to die! I shall beat you down!" said the evil leader.
"You and what army? Oh, he he, I suppose you mean that one..." Our young hero pointed to the large army behind Urug. Soon enough the bad guy's leader started laughing maniacally, then made a mortician walk over and started taking measurements. By the end of the battle they were outnumbered, wounded, their weapons were mostly broken, they had barely one arrow left between them, and the words
"Finally, help has arrived!" came from the bad guy's messanger leader. With that they were running;.
"Hah! I thought real men don't run!" laughed the bad guy leader.
"Real men don't run away. Real men advance backwards." our young hero muttered. The villian just laughed.
"Sure, it's still running."
"I'm not running away; I'm creatively charging." he said and with that, sped off into the distance.

Soon they came upon the ancient red wyrm. Immediatley our young hero began slashing it with Excablibur. It broke. With that the mage shot his most powerful attack into the red wyrm, a giant sparkling rainbow ball into the wyrm. It didn't even affect it. The ancient red wyrm who was about to completely destroy the party looked up, turned a pale pink, and flew out of there like a fly fleeing from a dinosaur. That's when they knew to run.

Italicized Text = Narrator Speaking

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