Daniel Garcia
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Critters of the land scattered through the nearby bushes as they walked by; Emilio caught sight of what looked like a dog-sized squirrel climbing a tree, though only for a moment as he continued on. "Earlier, you said something about us being "hunted" if we stuck around too long. What did you mean?" Emilio asked. Maverick walked closer to the two, speaking quieter as he responded, "...Well, I've made it sound like you both are the only two other people on this island, right? Well, that's not…
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After a few minutes of having to listen to the crimson-bearded man scarf down the less-than-savory appearing meal, Emilio finally decided to get down to business. "Hey, do you know this island pretty well?" Emilio asked. Maverick swallowed the food in his mouth, "Yeah, I like to think I do after being stuck here for a couple years." "A couple years? Wow. Well, the truth is, we didn't come here as just us two–there are two others, actually," Emilio told him. The news seemed to excite…
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Each of its knuckles landed on the ground with titanic tremors that briefly caused both of the men's feet to lift from the ground; its hands were thicker than redwood trees, large enough to grasp elephants. "Emilio," Everett whispered. "Shh…" Emilio responded, not breaking eye contact with the colossal primate above, "…Don't speak." The nostrils of the grand beast flared as it exhaled, bringing a mighty gust of wind that rustled the Dragonheart's cloak. "Spare them, Musafala!" —A voice…
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Everett equipped his shield, which was shaped and sized like a titanium, dark-blue door, standing near his companion, "How 'bout we do this the old-fashioned way? I handle its attacks, and you knock 'im out!" "Specific choice of words there–alright, let's do this," Emilio nodded, sliding his sword into his sheath as he abided by his friend's conditions. When it came to Everett, the broad, big-boned shielder was a gentle giant for the most part; killing was always the last option. It was an aspect…
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"Really? That sounds freakin' awesome," Everett listened intently, not questioning anything being said. It was almost akin to a dog, the sort of unquestioning loyalty that the shielder had towards those he recognized as his friends. None more so than Emilio himself, who Everett trusted like his own blood. "I thought if we could all pass the trial and become "sages", that'd be our best chance. Think you can do it? I'm warning you–this might be a whole lot harder than our world-class trial was,"…
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"...Phew…" He breathed out, "That's a demi-god for you." "Ra!" Ciel let out a small yelp to him. Emilio wasn't happy with having to flee, relinquishing his scale armor as he sat back up, "Yeah, you don't have to rub it in my face. That guy was a monster–he wasn't lying: he really was unable to be hurt." Picking himself up from the ground, he looked back, making sure he wasn't being pursued by the zealous satyr. It was a short, but heart-pumping encounter, leaving his blood still running hot…
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"Try harder, then," Emilio challenged. That provocation was immediately met as the mighty satyr tossed his hoof against the ground, causing an eruption of wooden spikes to thrust through the soil straight towards the human. Using his quick reflexes, Emilio jumped back, being forced to flip into the air as larger spikes attempted to skewer him in quick succession. "Too slow." –Amidst dodging the series of spikes, he found himself outmaneuvered in the air as the satyr appeared right beside him,…
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Pushing through a dense gathering of the enormous flowers, a clearing was discovered–one of a vibrant, beautiful scenery; luscious, green grass, packed with lively plants that sprouted colorful fruits along their forms. "Fruit–a lot of it," Emilio said in surprise. "Ra!" Ciel let out a happy noise, flying away from the man's shoulder as it instantly started gobbling up a pear-shaped, blue fruit attached to one of the bushes. Though Emilio tried to reach out to it before it did so, he allowed…
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Sitting on the mountainous body of the slain crab, the man had a campfire already set up, beginning to cook the crustacean as he feasted on the scrumptious crab meat. "Delifush," Sirius said with his mouth full. – "Haaah…So hot…" Clutching her magic staff close to her body, Celly wiped the sweat from her cheek as she walked through the fiery region of the island; the ground was burnt to a char, heated as though fire constantly burnt beneath its crust. RUMBLE Spinning around, the…
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Manifesting in front of him was a beast of two wings, covered in gem-like, blue scales. It resembled a dragon, only small enough to perch itself on its shoulder. "Rah!" The whelp roared out, though it came out more like a squeak. 'A dragon whelp?! This thing won't be of much help in a fight, though!' He thought. There was no time to figure out the capabilities of the young dragon as he was faced with another rush by the supersonic hornets. From every direction, they dashed in, forcing him to…
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