Haaaa… haaaa…
Hazuki dragged his feet across the scorching desert sand, sweat dripping from his forehead. His boots sunk a little deeper with each step. His shirt stuck to his back, and the heat shimmer made it feel like the sun had dipped down just to roast him personally.
Ridan, floating beside him, had his tiny tongue sticking out like a dog. "I'm melting, man…"
"You said this was a shortcut!!" Hazuki snapped, glaring sideways with dry, narrowed eyes.
"Hah!? You're the one who looked left and said, 'Let's try that way.' I said RIGHT! RIGHT, you dumb bat!" Ridan hissed back, lazily flapping upside down.
"Ughhh!! And now the only drink I have is booze! Freakin' great!" Hazuki cursed, pulling out a nearly-empty flask and giving it a hopeless shake.
"Then use your elemental control, genius! Pull some water from the sword!"
"That's the last resort! That water from the sword tastes weird!"