"Hey, Mid, whats wrong? You look so... down."

We walk into sunlight, exiting the volcano thanks to Khuha's help.

"Hmm? Oh.. Yeah.. its just..."

The Dirtman stared at his friend from the village.

He looks like a walking figure of burning dirt.

Which.. I guess, he is now.

"Well... fusions happen sometimes... but no one had ever... detached. They say when some fuse, their weaknesses hurt more, depending on the fusion. And well.." Mid stared at Sid/Khuha and sighed. "He's my only friend... I've known him my entire life... what... what if something happens to him?"

"Don't worry. We're here to watch him. We won't let anything happen. After all, what kind of threats would a dirt fire man face?" I assure him.

"Yeah.. heh... maybe I'm just paranoid..."

But he continues to seem deep in though, probably calculating the new dangers Sid was vulnerable to.

"Mid...you seem really afraid of these fusions... have you seen them elsewhere before?" I ask, trying to understand my new friend's fear.

"Well.. we had a few cases at our village. Dirtmen fusing with Icemen, Sandmen, Rockmen, all kinds of things." Mid starts, speaking softly. "But when they came, they.. were different. I mean of course they looked different.. they.. became someone else."

"Someone else?" I raise an eyebrow. "You mean show the other one they fused with?"

"No, I mean, BOTH people in the fusion would change. Mostly... becoming terrified, insane, aggressive." Mid fidgeted with his fingers, looking away nervously. "They started... getting out of hand. And... asked more to join them. Which only made things worse."

"Oh. No wonder you're so scared." I mumble. "But Sid and Khuha seem to have the same kind of personality... won't they stay the same then?"

"I hope so." Mid manages a weak smile. "I really, really hope so."

I could hear the pain in his voice, that desperate grab for any hope.

"Hey, check it out!" Sid called to me. "A new place!"

Thank goodness. I just hope its not another volcano.

I really need to cool down.

I look up, waiting to see what the author decided to troll me with this time.

I saw a large terrain of trees and plains, covered in blankets of snow and ice.

Now, when I said I wanted to cool down...

I did NOT mean literally FREEZING TO DEATH!

Oh author, what a wonderful TROLL you are.