Bellerophon let out a very sensible chuckle as he witnessed what was a first in his experiences playing this version of the game - a man becoming hotdog filling between the mighty royal buns of a King Chim-Chim. As the great fat Chim jumped again, Bellerophon was prepared to dodge - but it wasn't him that the King had set his sights on. No, it was Harusame, who was either slightly closer, or had the misfortune to kick the last critter required for the counter.

Or some other logic. He wasn't exactly a coder, he had no idea how this worked. Any of his conjecture came from a place of experience with other video games he'd played before, which were largely single-player epics with romance options and big meaty plots and annoying little minigames.

If not for the rumors of Emma Wielant's work, he'd never have played any iteration of [The World] in the first place.

In any case, by the time the King had missed Harusame and landed, Bellerophon had already been on the move towards the intended landing spot. A leg drawn back, and a kick delivered unto its royal hiney. If he recalled the game guide, it only took three kicks to get a King Chim-Chim to the point of bursting like a fat Chim-Chim balloon...

But he wasn't fast enough to get the last kick in. The big fat thing set its sights on him, and that's when Bellerophon bolted.

"I fear I'm not into whatever this is supposed to represent!"