The scenery was a blur as it flew past a pack of gargoyles. On a closer inspection, there was a boy with a book on one of them, while a troll was on another gargoyle close to him. The troll was asleep, indicated by the lack of movement as it laid on the gargoyle with one hand on its chest while the other hanging from the side. Two bumps on the troll's chest and it revealed to be a female of its kind.

Normally, a flying creature has to maintain its body symmetry to fly properly. The only exception in the world seemed to be the gargoyle that carried the troll. It held no discontent or even any signs of difficulties in terms of maintaining a proper flight, even though the troll's hand was enough to unbalance it entirely. It had to be said that it wasn't impossible to fly without symmetry, but it was just very difficult. Right now though, the gargoyle didn't seem any different from any of its pack other than its slightly caved in back which signified it held the troll for too long. Still, its features remained the same: emotionless, blank and boring.

The boy, however, was awake. At first glance, he seemed to be reading the book on hand. But if one looked closely enough, his lips were moving. He was, in fact, talking to his book. Such lunacy would be unpreferable if the world didn't have magic and sorcery in its disposal. Luckily for the boy though, the world he was borned in was full of such reality defying properties, thus logically explaining his current actions.

 "How come you never told me alchemy is a mix of magic and herbology?" Tenur eyed Denka suspiciously. They had been flying for about half an hour now and most of the time, Denka had made factual jokes that didn't actually sound like jokes, thus the sceptism.

"Well~ For one, you didn't ask, so I thought you were uninterested and shit," his reply was casual, almost like dissing. He was comfortable with just sucking on Tenur's mana before, but ever since Tenur's sudden mana deficiency occured, he had been storing half of what he normally would use to prepare for the worst case scenario.

"You could've just taught me anyway, since you've promised to teach me already," Tenur's tone was venomous.

"Oh? I just promised to teach you how to use your mana and magic, that's all. Never did promise to teach you 'bout mah hobby."

"..." Tenur just remained silent on the journey, mostly because he couldn't be bothered to argue with a douche.

About forty minutes later, a settlement could be seen and Tenur's penis began going cuckoo, meaning they were nearing the marks. Immediately, Tenur shouted the command to land there, but thought better when the gargoyles began diving, no longer keeping him steady in the sky. he screamed, Laura screamed and Denka, too, screamed. It was a sight to behold, since Tenur suddenly began fapping in hopes of being able to charge up enough mana for powering 'Penis Rocket', if even for a second only.

The sky was illuminated as the trio fell, the illumination centering around Tenur's penis. From afar, it looked like a meteor crashing down, only to have its remains bounce back up and towards the village. At the sight of the sudden light, the villagers had already gathered outside, children exclaiming oohs and ahhs while the adults panicked for shelter. As the remains of what looked like a meteorite to the villagers bounced at the gathering, the villagers who were going to be crushed gave way, allowing the remains to crash into the ground without harming anyone.

The 'meteorite' broke into three parts when it hit the ground, revealing a human boy, a female troll and a book that looked like a grimoire. Groans erupted from all three individuals, and that's when everyone saw the boy's manhood.

"Fuck," It seemed Tenur realised the trouble he was in, and what kind of impression the villagers were already having of him and Laura.