Bob's Frontier Tales #10

Bob: After seeing them ruins up close for myself, we decided it probably was time for us to mosey along. We were saying our goodbyes when that thing dropped in. The Witch called it a ‘manti-corn’ -- or maybe a manti-clops? Anyway, whatever you wanna call it, it caused a real ruckus. I like to think we made it sorry for messing with us. But I must've been knocked upside the head during our tussle, 'cause I don't remember the next part so good. Somehow I was tumbling through the sky again, heading elsewhere in a hurry...