Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1124/1399页)

on’ttalkIwillcutyourheadoffwiththisknife.”Sayingso,hegavethekoJamazandmadeagestureasifshootingabowandarrow.Thenativeseemedtoprehendandbeganbabblinghysterically.HepoioMedusawhowashintheskiesandmotiohhishandsasifshootingfromabowandarrodusaingherhugewings,tryingtokeepthegoldpabance.Cyclopswasusingtheremainderofhistremendousstrengthandushingthepacetoshore.WhiteFairygedintoawispofsmokeandflewaroundhimgivinghimdiressaying,

    “Slowdown…Pushwhenyougetthecorregle…Right,right…No,notoomuchtotheleft,pleasegoabout5degreestowardstheright…That’sright,justkeeponthisillsoohegoldpaitsinalspot…Yes,that’stherightdire,justkeeponpushingthatway…”

    “What?”excimedRichardturningpalewithfright.“Youguysaregoingt