This turned out not to matter, as a large hole opened in the ice beneath Drakkon and he fell in. Dante waved his naginata and closed the hole.

“That should hold him. I think,” he said. This did not fill Sam with much confidence. Dante looked down at the pizza dough. “Uhhhhh, why?”

“Oven’s gone,” said Sam.

“Gone?”

“Yeah.”

Nonon rushed over. “Oh thank goodness, it’s okay! Tossing it was difficult. You’re lucky that someone as capable as—

Sam pointed his blade at Nonon.

“AGH!”

“Take the ingredients off,” said Sam. “I’d do it myself but, you know, one hand.”

“Ugh, fine,” said Nonon. She removed the mozzarella from the blade.

BWOOM

Nonon looked back. A beam of golden light erupted from the ice. The moment it ceased, Drakkon leapt out, high above the pit, before landing back on the ice.

- Ragnarust Round 5