The Lost City of the Dragons
CHAPTER 219
"THE PANTS... OF DEATH!"

The group of four were continuing through the old jungle road in the Jeep, when Drake spoke up:

"Oh, yeah. I completely forgot -- Chance, before we rendezvoused with you guys, we went back to the Tower to pick up your clothes."

"Oh?" Chance answered.

"Yeah. I really think you should put on some pants, man."

"Don't do it for my sake, Chance," said Crasher with a smile. "I really don't mind..."

Chance seemed to mumble a response to a voice only he could hear, and after a moment he stopped the Jeep and put on some clothes.

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