"HOT DOGS HOT DOGS!" I was fleeing and kind of screaming at the same time, which wasn't a smart move I'll admit (the screaming uses precious oxygen). Mere moments before I'd been kind of lazyily walking through the forest (because you know I'm terrible at navigation, honestly I'm terrible prey I probably would have gotten back to Quinton's house had I not run across the fire breathing hounds from some horrible place.
"Why didn't you try and burn them?" Because as I found out when I tried to I had no magic (not even a fizzle just kaput, didn't know if it was a side effect of the poison or the island in general, I didn't feel the usual powerlessness associated with losing magic so I was guessing it was something on the island canceling my ability).
"Why not use your new sword?" You'd ask (because in my mind you are like an annoying child asking questions of everyones motivations for no reason sorry about that). I did try that! Its how I found out they weren't regular hounds but hounds that breathe fire and did so upon me drawing the sword.
So fleeing became the optimal solution (this is always the case just to tell you, there is never a situation where fleeing is not the smart move, even when fleeing fleeing is a better idea yes that doesn't make sense, no I'm not going to explain it). I ran hard and fast for like five minutes, and then I climbed a tree and the fire dogs waited at the base (they didn't burn it down, because I assume the whole treeing me thing was a part of their plan, damned cunning dogs!). So yes like common vermin I was stuck in a tree with howling fire dogs at the base without any magic. This is known as a "lose, lose, lose" situation, or in the common vernacular "The Full Lorentino".
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