[Him? It? The thing is a puppet without a face, saying nothing. What comes out of the lamp? Practically the same thing really. A genie puppet.] Get over here! [He claps his hands together and holds them there.
Honestly, the only thing the sorcerer seems to be after is causing trouble. Stealing the "palace" by moving it. That is, stealing it right out from beneath them. Everything is gone very suddenly. Poof. They're left hovering a handful of feet above the snow and the ground. It's cold. Freezing.
Damian yelps as gravity snatches him, and he plummets down into a mound of snow bellow.]
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[Him? It? The thing is a puppet without a face, saying nothing. What comes out of the lamp? Practically the same thing really. A genie puppet.] Get over here! [He claps his hands together and holds them there.
Honestly, the only thing the sorcerer seems to be after is causing trouble. Stealing the "palace" by moving it. That is, stealing it right out from beneath them. Everything is gone very suddenly. Poof. They're left hovering a handful of feet above the snow and the ground. It's cold. Freezing.
Damian yelps as gravity snatches him, and he plummets down into a mound of snow bellow.]