A ninja drops by to help.

As you hang there stuck between the dragon's toes while she flies to god knows where. You ponder to yourself that today could have been worse. A lot worse. But besides being a little stinky due to the foot odor, you feel content enough to at least be thankful that you are alive and somewhat healthy.

"I just wish I was back on the ground though." you mutter.

"well, its a good thing I decided to catch a ride then" a voice replies next to you.

Glancing to the source of the words, you see a dark figure wrapped head to toe in loose fitting garments currently standing atop the knuckle of one of the dragon's toes. As if it were the most natural thing in the world to do.

Astonished at their appearance, you try and find something to say. But for once your brain fails you. Allowing only one word to really sputter out.

"N-ninja!" you cry.

The dark robed figure nods, "yes I am a ninja. So, I hear you're having trouble?"

What do you do?

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