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- Good, that was good, they were doing good. He checked back with his group.
- Bowser only had to push on the tree in front of him for it to fall with a sharp crack and crash. Samus repeated his process, with a forceful shove.
- “Cool,” said Bowser, looking down at his newly created log. “So what are we doing?”
- “We’re gathering up a bunch of these to use as tinder.”
- “Oh, right.” Bowser smacked him on the chest. It was just a small tap, but Robin had the air shoved out of his chest regardless. “Are you fucking stupid? I already tried that, remember?”
- Robin rubbed the sore spot and tried to catch his breath again. “Yeah, I remember. You tried blasting it with fire, with this, we’re going to cook it, dry it out so it can’t deflect any more attacks.”
- “It’s just gonna suck the fire up again and spit it back at you.”
- “M- Maybe.” Robin made a mental note to hide behind Bowser after setting the flame. “But it won’t be able to put out all the flames just with that. If we gather enough tinder, it won’t stop burning.”
- “That’s stupid, I-”
- Samus placed a hand across his chest. She glanced at Robin. Somehow, he was more scared of her.
- “Our tactician here is sound in his logic,” she said. “We’ll try it. And if you don’t, I’ll cut your head off.”
- - Chapter 18
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