Charging up the stairway, the two girls made sure to coat the steps behind them as well. Screaming in agony, the monster gripped the blade with its talons and frantically scratched at it in an attempt to free itself. His phalanx quickly gathered around him. Seeking answers, he guided Shadow closer.
He looked over at Tristan. Jessamay stood quietly beside the First Wizard. “Yes,” he answered. Afterawaking in each other’s arms, she changed the dressing on his wound and fixed him a heartyhighlander breakfast.
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