the air was more than human

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own "Yes, but," Ludo protests, swarming closer in a writhing mass of rags as Koa begins to tweak and turn the puzzle box about, "you already know how this works, so of course it would be fun for you." Nevertheless, two raggedy tendrils reach out to take the box back, giving it an experimental shake before turning it over and over and over in an attempt to figure out what to do next. The mask appears to furrow its brow (but of course it doesn't really, because masks don't change expressions), and as quickly as the suggestion of a tantrum appears, Ludo has forgotten all about it. "How do you mean stronger?" it wants to know. "And what are boxing wraps?"