The Swiney shoved Bartholomew’s back. “Keep moving human.”
Bartholomew turned back and immediately got a whiff of sulfur and dirt. He glared at the creature. Why don’t you take a bath? Or at least use some deodorant? he thought.
Why don’t you take a bath? Or at least use some deodorant? Bartholomew imagined giving that monster a piece of his mind. He’d tell him off all right. Yep. Just when Stinky was at the height of his embarrassment he would sculpt a nice big shower. Then the Creation Magic would wash the slimy stink ball right down the drain. Yes siree, that’s what he’d do.
If he wasn’t gagged and tied.
Stinky gave Bartholomew a swift kick in the backside. “I say, go!”
His equally odiferous companion, who had fallen behind a few minutes before, came from around the tunnel’s corner
