Trigramatic
It was to Tails' surprise that something had begun to carry him along. He could not hear Typhlosion, but he smelled something very familiar on the sheath of lava about the Pokemon.
Chili.
So he relaxed just a little until, finally, Tphlosion had brought him back. He spit out lava then drew a gasping breath. And he heard Blizz's voice. Typhlosion was spot-on. With his good hand, he waved the long-lost portion of the sword. "It cut me a little, but I'm okay," he said.
Chili.
So he relaxed just a little until, finally, Tphlosion had brought him back. He spit out lava then drew a gasping breath. And he heard Blizz's voice. Typhlosion was spot-on. With his good hand, he waved the long-lost portion of the sword. "It cut me a little, but I'm okay," he said.
"I'd hug you right now, but you may be a little too hot for me to handle." I said, making my way over towards Tails. "Just take it easy right now. Don't worry about the sword, alright? You did great..."