"You… Wait… You, no, you must be joking? I have lost friends in that wall, and I know that they died!" Tchick finally choked out as he waggled a finger at me accusingly.
[Don't worry, Needle Dick, I feel the same way!]
'Shad up.'
"I wish I was, but we were attacked by Invisazards-," I started to say, but Tchick cut me off, waving his hands frantically.
"Invisa-what?" Tchick asked in confusion.
"The...err!" I grunted as I tried to lift my arm, but there were torn and pulled muscles in both my arms and shoulders.
"Insiva..ble? Do you mean the Carnica? The Reflections of Death? No way, nope, nuh-uh! There is no way that you fought even one of them!" Tchick almost squealed out.
The little red man reminded me of one of the red fan-powered tube people they put outside at fairs, furniture stores, and Car dealerships.