"Thank goodness we don't live in a world with pillow-throwing tournaments after all."
"The world is safe from the wrath of the pillow volcano goddess."
And then she collapses into helpless giggles.
"A pillow volcano would be fun. It'd drop pillows knee-deep miles around. Much pleasanter than the usual sort of volcanic eruption."
"It would be," giggles Idania, "the best thing, people could take naps anywhere."
"Walking would be troublesome," points out Prime. "You take a step, trip, and then - buried in pillows."
Aya taps her chin. "Pointy sticks with which to spear the pillows and put them out of the way?"
"I could make a shield that sends pillows flying," adds Prime.
"Ah, yes. Circular pillow forts, where they perform unholy volcanic pillow rituals."
"If Idania the Pillow Volcano Goddess authorized them they would be holy volcanic pillow rituals," corrects Aya.
"My acolyte's power would be absurd aim with thrown pillows. We'd be a scourge on all of the lands."