We arrived at Father's palace. As any Pyranian would know, King Pyroc is completely covered in fire, which comes in handy as he's immune to it. Unlike the rest of us, he is also immortal. He was laughing at Pesimus's story, then he looked at me and said, "So, you need help? I'm starting to lose faith in you, son. Prove you deserve help instead of replacing." That meant only one thing: a duel. The duel is our oldest traditsion. The winner gets what they want; the loser must be his servant."Pesimus! This was your idea wasn't it?!" "Well Ridley, whether it is or not, it won't save you from being burnt to a crisp." So the duel began. He lunged his tail at me, which I easily caught in my mouth. Then he pulled his tail back, bringing me with it. Then he tried to bite off my neck. I stopped that