Flight Rising: The Arcane Court of Justice

Chapter Three: The Art of Defending and Offending

~Somewhere in the Scorched Forest~

"All I want is one Internal Fur Chest!" Kedia complained, tears in her eyes. "Just one!"

"I think you mean Infernal, not Internal." The timid Spiral dragon behind her remarked, his shimmering purple wings glowing in the morning light and his shadowy scales glittering. Then his large magenta eyes caught some shapes moving in his peripheral vision. "Hey, look!" He told Kedia. "There's some extinguished jackalopes on the horizon. They look like they're.....glaring at you. I wonder what they want -- "

Kedia perked up. "Maybe they want to give me their chests!" She exclaimed.

"I doubt that's the -- " the Spiral started to say, but it was too late. Kedia zipped over to where the fluffy bunnies were and blinked her pretty eyes at them.

"Here to give me chests?" She asked. "Don't worry, I can negotiate! I have popcorn, and popcorn, and um, some Cloud Chasers somewhere....and more popcorn...and --"

The bunnies looked at each other, the proceeded to attack Kedia. She flailed backwards as they slashed outwards with their sharp paws and swung around screeching at them.

"Hey!" Kedia yelped, trying to defend herself. Her tail swung around and sent a bunny flying, and her claws and jaws struck the others. Pretty soon, she was surrounded by smoking heaps of furs.

The Imperial dragon looked around, then coughed awkwardly. "Oh....well, that negotiation didn't go well at all."

Euros flew over. "How're you suppose to negotiate them if you kill them?"

"It was an accident!"

The Spiral coughed. "Who here will hear your case if you 'accidentally' kill the accused?"

"They started it, Euros!"

Euros rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He pulled out a box of crayons from his snowy winter cape, whose bright color contrasted greatly to the burning scenery around. "So let me get this straight -- you want me to be your plaintiff attorney, and all I need to do is to write up a legal-looking document prosecuting the extinguished jackalopes."

"Yes!" Kedia punched the ground, the recoiled almost immediately. "Ow ow ow...."

"Could you please state your case?"

Kedia puffed out her chest, drew in a deep breath, and started to rant.

"So, I have been killing off these stupid extinguished jackalopes for days now." She lamented. "I've killed enough enemies to get all of the other chests in the scorched forest. In fact, I've killed so many enemies, I've determined that after counting three hundred of the fire or normal-typed ones I've killed -- which did not include all the ones I didn't count -- the chest drop rate is about 1% (although the festival guide says it's 0.5%, so maybe it's actually somewhere around there). I've killed a hundred and forty-two extinguished jackalopes in addition to the three hundred fire/normal enemies (I didn't start counting the extinguished jackalopes until after I stopped counting the other enemies) and all the other jackalopes I've killed before I started counting. AND THEY STILL HAVEN'T DROPPED A CHEST!" Kedia flailed around. "Don't you see my dilemma?"

"So your case is....?"

"I've determined that the extinguished jackalopes have hidden their chests from me, possibly due to prejudice against purplish imperials or dragons that are constantly being chased (Read: mauled by) cloud chasers. I am suing them for one million Treasure or one Infernal Fur chest!"

"Cloud chasers?" Euros asked. "You mean, the same ones from the Winter Raffle you set up? They're still -- "

"Yes!"