“ C’mon. iit’2 fiine! ii promii2e ii won’t drop you! . . . well. II’ll try~ “

Psiioniic kept his arms open, floating a couple inches off the ground infront of you. He’d been wanting to show you some sights of Alternia from a different point of view all week— And you’d finally agreed. But now you were getting nervous— The thought of flying, hundreds of feet above ground, and solely relying on the arms of one Troll? It sent shivers up your spine.

“ Okay, okay. How about my back? 2o ii can hold you, and you can hold me. Better?? “

. . . Okay. Okay that was better.

You climbed onto Psiioniic’s back after he lowered himself to the ground— He held the back of your legs and let you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“ Ready? “