There was no help in sight to assist the young teenager who had her hand clutched to her belly, crying out in pain as she spat out flame each time and her eyes shone distinctively. Nothing made sense to Naomi. He had no experience of helping The Unique Being who was on the verge of death.
“Hang on. You will be fine”. He tried consoling her, since that was all he could do. Touching her was impossible because, despite the cold weather, her body heated up to a very high temperature. Any attempt to assist her physically was definitely going to cause a severe burn. What the heck had the fairy given her that is affecting her so badly?
“Let me get help” he informed her before walking through the snow yelling for help. His voice echoed at a distance. The penguins seemed to have been alerted by
