”FELIX!” Papillona screeched, seeing the sentimonster headed right for him. He wasn’t moving, probably frozen in shock. ”FELIX, MOVE!” She called again, running towards him. Her Champion was heading towards the sentimonster, but Papillona knew he wouldn’t be able to reach them in time. The sentimonster lifted it’s arm, the sword yielded in one hand, and it swung it. Papillona stepped between it and the love of her life.










