Oh, how Tuurigi wished she could be a bird. If she took the time to look at herself, she could practically see wings instead of arms, and plumage of a softly glowing blue instead of her green overalls. Unfortunately, she had to deal with the situation before her, and do it before that stupid timer ran out, so indulging in imagination would only hold her back—for now.
Tuurigi set her teeth grimly and faced the situation before her: the Hammer Brothers were in her way again, and she was already just her normal little self. It was truly annoying that she couldn’t fly in this game, but it couldn’t be helped, either. Tuurigi shut her eyes for a brief second, barely more than a long blink, and whispered, “Help me, Sigrun.”
She wasn’t quite sure why she said it, or who the plea was directed towards, but just saying the words made Tuurigi feel better, somehow.
“You can do it, Fuzzy-Head!”
Tuurigi jerked and jumped, bumping a hidden block accidentally. Wait, had she really heard that oddly familiar exhortation, or simply imagined it? Before she could decide, she saw that the block she’d bumped had belched out a Starman; she almost didn’t even have to jump to catch it. The music changed abruptly, even as Tuurigi’s image did, flashing between her usual palette and a negative version. Now blessed with a brief period of invulnerability, she ran right through the Hammer Brothers and everything else in her way until she reached the stairs. OK, she was almost done with this level.
“Thanks, Sigrun.” Again, Tuurigi wasn’t sure just why she said the words, but they felt right.
“I knew you could do it!”
With two mighty jumps, Tuurigi grabbed the flagpole in front of the diminutive castle, pulling down the pennant and clearing the level…