"True love, the elderly say, can overpower anything (especially in low levels)"
It was one of these memorable days that would change the fate of Splinterland battles forever. The scarred lama mage stood on a cliff, close to the caves where they seek shelter from the werewolves. The lama was overlooking the grasslands of Khymeria. The remainders of a recently used rainbow magic spell tickled its nose. The sun was shining. The wind threw waves into the green carpet. Everything was calm when it suddenly happened.
While standing on a cliff the lama slipped on a Chanseus banana. This alone would not be a problem because lamas have four legs. But in the same moment a baby nectar bee flew close to the lamas ear. And everyone knows how much lamas hate nectar bees in their ears. Out of fear the lama burped a tiny rainbow and lost balance. Then. Everything went dark.
When the lama opened its eyes it was warm and cozy. It had fallen down the cliff but felt no pain. Kron was wrapped around her body. He saved her with his powerful magic. The lama carefully and with a deep sense of gratitude spit into Kron's left eye.
Kron snorted. But when he was looking into this big lama eyes. He felt paralyzed by their beauty. He had never felt this before. His whole body, especially the full lower horsepart of it, was drawn to the lama. A few rainbow burps later the lama and the kron jointly galloped over the grasslands, defeating every other enemy around.