Part 10
I walk down the hallway jauntily, my ego bursting at the seams so that not even my hyper-elastic special order bikini top would be able to contain it. Hell, it barely contains my massive rack as it is. That's the way I like it.
Halfway to the door marked "EXIT", however, the floor drops out beneath me. I hang on to the crumbling floor as hard as I can, but moments later, the soft material bursts into flame sending me catapulting into the depths below.
And he said there was no fire. <
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(If you're wondering where I am in this screenshot, I accidentally took the shot in the "off" state of a flashing magic item. Oops.)


Finally a boss that not only looks impressive but is also marginally difficult. Those fireballs hurt, and there are a ton of them. Not only that, but he moves around quite a bit in and out of that corner, so you can't very well get behind him.

" On my way out, I step on his neck.



: Ooooh, damn. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
: Hey fellas, have you seen a large, oiled He-man around here?
: Yeah, just about three hours ago.
: Oh yeah? Where did he--
: Oh SHIT. Let me try that again. Ask me if I've seen any large, oiled He-men again.
: ... Have you seen any--
: RIGHT HERE, BABY. 
: ...

: Why, Princess Iko! What brings you to our kingdom?
: A fucking giant rose. And don't think I don't appreciate it. <
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: Yeah, that guy's great for tourism. 
: So where's that hunky fighter?
: In the bar or something I don't know who cares it's dinner time get out
The two talked for hours. Meanwhile...

: fuck this i'm tired of waiting. no woman is worth this. i'm loaded and i want to kill some motherfucking demons. eat shit, princess cocktease t
And just moments afterwards...

: Hey, where did all the manmeat go?
Next Time: More of the badass fighter and his badass ass-kickery.