Protect Crusydor and Yourself

"I've got a problem Crusydor," you say, "The Pyrots want me to capture you so that they can torture you."

"The Pyrots do?" Crusydor says, not sounding that surprised, "Well, this is the fourth time this year they've tried to look for me."

"Have they caught you yet?" you ask.

"No, and I don't intend to. We'll need to get off this island. I'll take you to my homeland."

"Where's that?" you ask, "Scotland or England?"

"You read the wrong books, my friend," Crusydor replies, "I live on an island with other dragons. It's about an hour flight if you wanna climb on my back."

"How? You're as tall as me!" You say, comparing your height to his.

"Are you sure? Look again." he says with a smile on his face.

You compare heights again when you realize that you're suddenly a quarter of his height! "How did you do that?" you ask him.

"We'll talk about that later. For now, get on my back." Crusydor says, bending down to allow you to climb up his arm.

"Alright," Crusydor says, "Let's go!" And with that you both take off from the air.

Written by eddiehaskell

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