Oh well. Who dares, wins. Slipping a manga out of my pocket (being careful to conceal the cover) I charge. I do so with the knowledge that literally everything on your person is capable of killing me. Because I only have one way to win.
Seeing know other choice, I clutch the book to my chest and continue running. The heat sears into my back, Burning my shirt away and charring the flesh beneath. I fight through the pain (just like all my favorite anime heroes) and run on, extending the book again as soon as the firestorm dies down.
I have managed to barely keep up with your arc and leap the last bit of the way to you. As I wrap my arms around you and literally tackle you into the manga I feel a burning sensation all over my body.
We land in a vast open expanse. Black clouds blot out the sky. Red lightning arks between them and occupationally strikes the turquoise grass or one of the strange lolly-pop like trees. The ground shutters and cracks around us. I roll of of you and throw up onto the ground from the radiation sickness.
Despite the truly horrific amount of pain I am currently in I manage to let out a small chuckle.
"You know how the characters spent what seemed like forever on Namek? Well, the good news is we won't be here that long."
The fire sears through my chest straight through to the ground. I let out a pained noise and die.
I appear outside of the book as you are left on the exploding planet Namek. Though you have been abandoned to your fate I have also been slain with your penultimate attack I have burns all over my back and my skin is starting to blister and swell. I scratch my head and a clump of my hair comes off. I will probably develop cancer If the radiation sickness doesn't kill me first.
I roll over and vomit again.