Karma ate a mouthful of popcorn, looking over the flying pig, as the poor creature fed the people who would have eaten it. Rick and Ralf were the names of those two unlucky humans. Karma had already noted that in the ledger.
The kind druid, who paid her good deed tax to Karma on the first of every month, no matter if she had caught a cold or not, was already notified as to who had stolen the vegetables, she was going to make her vegan dish out of.
Karma watched as the druid sharpened her ax.
She was going to pay him in good deeds later, just like always. Of that much, he was sure.
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Lin was riding on top of the flying pig, Kai by his side. Battlepaws was walking on the pig's right so, as if he was a protective convoy.
Rick and Ralf were dragging their sack with gold nuggets, humming all the while.
Lin felt used.
He knew that the pig had just tried to save itself, by granting him this power, but he still felt used.
