A Better Plan

It was an inevitable fact that the Arcanine would soon tear through the entire structure of the building down just to claim its breakfast; you hoped it would be a quick and merciful demise than how other ferals treated their snatched prey since they can be a tad rough and intimate. You tremble at the thought of being crammed inside the Arcanine’s mighty shaft, bulging its hot length out by a wobbling lump to slide down into its hefty and furry sac. The picture has you shuddering some with mixed emotions about it and how others amongst the city would feel to see a Lucario shaped-like bulge groaning and struggling inside its creamy balls. Crawling down its slimy jaws seemed much better than that fate.

All of a sudden, a scaly hand firmly wraps over your wrist as the Charizard at your side gleams a worried smirk. “I think I have an idea, but it can only work as long as you keep the Arcanine busy and close to you, alright?” Ryzer asks of you. Of course, you were a little hesitant by his unexplained plan and were ready to retort the idea, yet you were really left with ****. A sudden and crumbling tremor booms through the entire clay building to **** the entire place to rock some, causing the two of you to look to the far wall as a silhouette of a large Arcanine stood in the midst of a cloud of powdery clay dust. Two shining purple dots peer through the brown fog as a belly gurgles loudly within the shroud of dirt. You could even hear the paw steps and tongue licks the massive feral resound out as the shadow approaches terrifyingly.

The canine arose from the cloud of debris while the Charizard's hand grips your wrist even tighter than before, signalling he was about to abandon you. The feral creeps closer to the both of you as you slowly move farther and farther back in the room feeling your heart plummet. From what you could tell, the place was a pub, with knocked over wooden stools and tables that scattered about in the room in a wild mess, especially with the gaping entrance the Arcanine created to splatter lay bricks and chunks across the floor. Your mind was **** enough to search for the room as a means to escape for something to distract or fend the feral off with. You glance up only to see the giant Arcanine grinning a fanged and open maw with saliva waterfalling onto the floor, simply brushing the debris to the side with its heavy steps and size. You feel the edge of a surface quickly press against your backside, and you slide your hands to discover you are up against the bar table. Your ears wince at the loud gulp traveling down Ryzer’s neck next to you as his hand rose up your arm. The two of your backs are now pinned to the wooden bar and trapped with nowhere to run from this huge and hungry beast. Suddenly, the chubby dragon erupts a fiery ball at the ceiling, destroying it with a fast explosion just above the Arcanine!

The infected Arcanine howls as the crumbling debris of the roof came clambering down on it, burying it in a large pile of thick slabs and wooden support beams. You cover your face quickly with your arm once another wave of dust envelops the room. You wave the powder away to find a still, small mountain of rubble in the center of the room with tiny pebbles continuing to roll off of where the infected creature once was. The Charizard smiles and exhales gratefully, clenching his chest to catch his breath from holding it in so long.

“Huh…that actually worked…” Ryzer chuckles out weakly before he pats your back powerfully.

You flash a bewildered gaze as you try to regain your balance from almost losing your footing from the heavy beats, “You, you mean you expected that to fail?!”

“Somewhat…in the likely case of if it hadn’t worked, I was actually going to toss you forward so it could swallow you down as I escaped!” The dragon snickers in his deep octave as he pads closely out to the open hole in victory. Your eyes unhappily widen until the Village Chief continues, “…Heh he ha ha ha! It was simply a joke! I would be belly fodder before I willingly let someone be downed by a feral.” As a response, you quietly nod, not exactly finding the joke to be too humorous given the dire situation. Ryzer tosses his hand to convince you to hurry up outside. "Come now, we have a bridge of ferals to take care of!"

1. The pile of rubble suddenly bursts!

2. You return to the battle and head for the bridge.