Ben and Ridley
A good punch kept the beast back, but then, somehow, a freakin pillar of fire erupted all around Ben.
“‘Olly shit, what deh fuhk wa’ dat?” Ridley shouted incoherently. He totally did not expect the fiery thing to suddenly expand into a freakin’ pillar of fire! The monsters in the flames seemed to get the brunt of the surprise, though. “Eh, whatever, wasn’t me fault.” Ridley said to himself, then walked away, keeping an eye out for the beasts, seeing two dart off but burn dead. “Burn! Burn, ya dumb fat dicks!”
Fortunately for Ben, the fiery pillar seemed to be hollow or something, otherwise, Ben would have been incinerated, which he thought had just happened! Instead, it was the beast in front of him that turned to ash, some ashes fluttering upon Ben, who remained rather dumbstruck. The howling of suffering would stay in his head for a while, but he was glad he was not the one caught in the blast of fire.
And then, the flames partly dissipate, leaving Ben behind but still an obstacle for one side, the sweat and snow steaming off the man. He just made a slow shrug.
“Oh look, theh’ ih iz.” Ridley commented, “Should’ve known dem blacks can handle deh heat.”
“That’s really cute, ya cracker.” Ben mumbled nonchalantly.
Then, the battle itself ended. Off in the distance, Ridley and Ben overhead a fight of some sort, mostly animalistic grunts, but that too ended, a large silhouette telling a story they had missed.
“The hell was that?” Ben asked, and then looked off in that direction...
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