Zanni is surprised. The creature had seen him coming. How did he do it, Zanni pondered. He had to react fast. Instead of the original plan of poking the creature's eyes out, Zanni had to deal with the tentacle.  Even for the most experienced acrobats it is impossible to dodge projectiles while mid-air. Zannis' mind however drifted off again to the memory of one of his fearful nights.

[i]"And now, for the final act, I shall dodge whatever is coming for me," Zanni shouted to the audience," while jumping through this fiery loop." The cannon was placed at the right angle and loaded with a cannonball. The audience cheered as everything was set in place. The cannon, Zanni and the flaming ring all stood in position.

"It is showtime!"

As Zanni started running, the cannon prematurely ejected the ball, hitting Zanni square in the face and destroying the main construction holding the ring. The audience screamed as they were consumed by the outburst of heat coming their way. Zanni fell on the floor as everything around him became engulved in flames. Zanni let out his last breath before a small shimmering of light woke him up.[/i]

As a knife passing by reflected some light in his eyes, he snapped out of it. As the tentacle nearly penetrated his grey-skinned body, Zanni flexed his jester body like he never had done before. A sudden tentacle popped out his shirt's backside, ripping off part of his clown costume and dried skin.

"It is showtime!"

Zanni jams the two knives he is holding in the tentacle. With a new big scratch going from his belly to his right hip, Zanni slides down the tentacle to demonstrate a kick to the face.