Extreme, Good Questions

Mex turned and waved for me to follow and started a very slow jog. I was about to make a joke as I jogged up to him, but he was panting and pouring sweat.

"What is up? Did Dao do something to you before I killed him? I knew I should have killed the bastard faster!" I said as I looked back at the advancing monsters, and I noticed Mex looked at me.

I turned back to him, and he had an incredulous look on his face. I looked back at the monsters that were clearly going to catch us and then back at Mex.

"Sorry, boss, but I am going to have to carry you; where are we going?" I said as I scooped a drenched and wheezing Mex.

Mex didn't fight, he just pointed up, and I took the hint but wasn't sure what to do about it. I was still fresh with these abilities, but I couldn't take all three of these things alone with Mex like this.

"Valley… Gravity… Magic… Extreme... cough, cough!" Mex wheezed out and then started to cough.

I ran for

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