Mmmmmmmm...Grilled fleech.
Right now, me and slug were eating fleeches and making Paramite pies.
Monty was selling weapons, and richey was letting a river of drool pouring out of his mouth, but the sligs didn't realisee were it was coming from, so they filled up there mugs!
"Would you like to buy a Vomit gun 10,000?" Monty asked two sligs.
They both replied "P*ss off!"
Monty's reaction was squirting a blast of spew at one of the sligs, and the other laughed.
Suddenly, the slig wined, and he started to vomit, and Puke poured out of his eye sockets.
Another new feature, I thought.
Suddenly, a huge Paramite came down, and grabbed Grunt.
I through a pie at it, but it stayed there.
A slig called Dock slowly picked up a blowpipe and blew.
A dart fired into the paramite's neck, and it dropped dead.
Suddenly, a stampeed of paramites galloped out of nowhere.
All the sligs started running for their lives.
Then, we stopped.
Richey suddenly fired at every single cable around, with the ripper.
One by one, a pole fell down over the pens.
We ran for our lives once again.
Eventually, we skidded down a huge cliff.
Impact!
We all crashed down on the ground, and looked around us.
There was a large rock in the centre of the bottom.
All around the stone, there were scorch marks.
We turned away, to see the monosaic lines...
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