The bridge to the Fleece

Prepare to be shocked.

Georgia was glorious and warm around, and people harassing them to sell goods.

"So? where is this fleece"?

Kono looks towards his map, and points towards a bridge.

Bolin puts his hands on his hips.

"Ok, looks easy enough".

"Yeah, considering how far we have come from here thats a walk in the park".

"I too am surprised at how simple this is".

Little did they know what was waiting for them when they approached the bridge.

Ugly red men were sat underneath the bridge.

"What are those"?

"Trolls". 

Kono informs Carissa.

"Great, how predictable. Trolls under the bridge"!

"Quit moaning Bolin, I'm sure I can get past them".

She says.

Carissa bravely walks up to them and says.

"Let us past".

ordering the sly troll.

"Very clever. Very tough little demigod".

"You bet I am".

One of the trolls comes forward and gives her a wedgie.

"Great"!

"Nice one genius, now we're in trouble".

"Will you shut up already"?

Agathe orders Bolin embarrassed.

"How on earth do we get past them"?

Agathe asks Kono.

"We need to be as clever as them".

Kono instructs the gang.

"How"?

"We need to sneak".

Kono informs them.

"Oh great"!

Agathe walks slowly, and smoothly through the bridge.

The sweat comes down Carissa's forehead.

It was a long drop, she gulps.

Thoughts ran through Carissa's mind:

'You can't do this, you're a chicken.

You were a chicken in Dublin, your a chicken here'.

"No! I'm not".

'Yes you are, you can't do anything without Agathe, she's the brave one, you're the one that sits and cries'.

"Shut up"!

Finally, with great work, Carissa gets across.

"I made it"!

Kono looks down at where Carissa was standing, she was standing on the Fleece!

Carissa looks proud at the look on Bolin's face, with his mouth open wide like a fish.

Proudly, she picks up the great fleece, and it glows in her hands, and watches as her hands turns to gold.

"Let it go"!

Carissa then turns to gold.

"Carissa"! Bolin screams.