[Person 1]: “How did I survive that?! Do I have some kind of plot armour?”
[Person 2]: “Nah, that’s ridiculous.” (Glances towards hidden camera) -- TheDragonsFlame
Sorrin Tael, master of Ohnono-jitsu, smirked at the camera that only he could see.
Falin tried to see what he was looking at, but the invisible camera moved. "What? Who are doing that to?"
"It's part of the secrets of my mystical art," said Sorrin. "Something you must learn from the mystical monks of Mojave."
"We're... in California. The Mojave desert isn't that far away from us and... it's unpopulated? There's a reason why they call it Death Valley?"
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