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Matz sighed as no one answered him. An almost scowl crossed his face. It must be divine punishment. He grabbed one of Scarlet’s limp arms, tugging him hard. He only budged an inch on the hot sand. This was ridiculous, however he could recount several stories of philosophers being stuck in equally, if not more than, awkward situations. Using both hands this time, he flung his full weight back, dragging him across the sand, away from the battle.

The Immortal rose from the sand, clenching her top hat. He had squashed her hat! Angrily she smoothed it back out, plopping it back on her head. A knife appeared in her hand and she toyed with it, black eyes glittering dangerously, like a snake about to strike. “And who, pray tell, are you?” She stared at him.