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Raedou turned around. He tried his hardest, but he could not hold it in any longer. His adorable furry face twisted into a cruel, menacing smile, and he howled in maniacal laughter.

"YOU'VE BEEN TRICKED!!" he bellowed, "THAT WAS NOT A NORMAL LOAF OF BANNOCK!!! I FOOLED YOU!!!"

He started coughing again, and clumsily backed against a tree.

"That was Ganzian Fire Bannock..." he said, gasping for air, "It's a special bread created from alchemy that causes whoever eats it to belch furious streams of flame!!!"

He pulled out another loaf and swallowed it whole. That combined with the look on his face would have probably made Perrault cry in fear, if he hadn't lagged behind to talk with Ephlas about magic.

"We Desert Ganzis are completely immune to it's fiery effects!" laughed Raedou, "But for you, my friend, you will taste wax for days!!!"

Raedou threw back his head and cackled loudly, with the occasional elk-like whistle thrown in.

Perrault looked and saw the Ganzi and the Demon clawing and beating away at eachother, and ran towards them to break up the brawl.

"Come on, you guys!" he said, "We're a team! You two need to stop fighting with eachother!"

But did they listen? Of course not. They continued fighting, until Raedou finally managed to hold up his finger.

"TOR BOROT!"

A powerful force smashed down upon Farfarello's body, leaving him sprawled onto the ground, twitching in anger as he tried to get back up.

Raedou stood up and brushed the dirt off of his clothing.

"I hope you learned your lesson, demon." he snarled with satisfaction.
"Never mess with a Ganzi... we tend to break he rules in order to win, and you'll always lose."

Raedou struggled to get the demon off of his body, but that damn creature held on like nothing he had ever had the displeasure of dealing with.

Finally, he decided that he had enough of this.

Raedou frantically dug around in his pack with one hand while trying to keep Farfarello's vicious jaws away from his face with the other hand. Then, he held out a gold, ornate mirror with leafy designs on it's base, surrounding a crystal clear glass face. He shoved it in front of Farfarello's face, and it loosed a blinding flash of light, right into the demon's raging eyes. Farfarello was still holding on to him, mind dazed and pupils unnaturally enlarged to the point where only a small bit of white was left visible in his eyes. Farfarello slid off of Raedou's body, sprawled out onto his back.

"There..." sighed Raedou, obviously tired from such an energy consuming endeavor. "That should shut him up for a while."

Raedou frowned in frustration.

"Yet another of my 'whimsical items'."

He put the mirror back into his pack.

"There's more where the Fire Bannock and the Sky Mirror came from,
so I suggest you watch your mouth when you talk back to me."

He held out his hand.

"Now, come back to me, and I'll cure the blindness."

Farfarello couldn't decide which he despised more; being blind or going back to Raedou's beckoned call for help. It was like being oppressed by the alchemist again, only he'd gotten something he wanted beforehand. The demon blinked rapidly, trying to bring back his sight on his own and failing. Farfarello snarled and jerked his head downward, tail lashing, feeling around with his hands. Feeling Raedou's, he nearly recoiled, but (with an amount of self control that deserves an award of sorts,) held on anyway, waiting for his sight.

"Urghah!" Clem shouted, snatching the mushroom he sought, "Finally! It's mine and... wait..." He realized that to reach it, he had let go of his stone by his body to grab one by the mushroom. he now could only descend one way... falling. "Oh Dark Knight's blade..." he swore. "I hope someone shows up soon..."

(Teh Dark Knight is mine!)

Fayt was now near Eopia, glad that there were no enemies on his heels. if they were, he'd be dead and have his artifact stolen by now. Still, he felt that it was his duty to find the heir, and even if it killed him, (he hoped not,) he would still work towards finding them.

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The howl of a mountain Shrak was what Clem didn't want to hear in his current position, but he heard it nonetheless.

To those who wouldn't know, a Shrak's cry is of the same pitch of an annoying cell phone beep, but has an underlying guttural howl, like a cough. It's a rised pitch, then flat for two seconds then it rises as it ends. depending on how loud it is, you can tell how close you are to the Shrak itself.

A Shrak is a creature the size of a large gorrilla. It's hide is like stone and matches the surroundings. the creature relies on sound and feeling to move and hunt prey, as it's eyes are almost blind. the underbelly of a Shrak is weak, except near the head, where the Shrak's maw of razor teeth is. Shraks are enemies to farmers, herders, children, or any unarmed traveller.

Unfortunately, Clem Ent filled the last slot on that list in spades.