Emily Harris
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A claw came Jack’s way. He barely ghost-stepped away, seeing the large, sharp bones carve the stone floor like it was water. His fist shone purple. He unleashed a Meteor Punch at the arm as it recovered, but all his explosion did was break the surface bones. There were many more layers underneath. Yet, the harsh reality was right in his face. Compared to the Lords and the Bone King, he had a long way to go. He couldn’t even use his Life Drop. “Grab its arms!” Minerva shouted from the…-
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Three sets of hands were placed on the door. The three Lords were all human, scrawny in size and smooth of skin. The doors, on the other hand, were colossal constructions of bronze, aging back to antiquity and seemingly unmovable. They swung open smoothly. After all, opening the door was not the Guardian. The thing behind it was the Guardian. The large double doors opened soundlessly and easily, like they had been pushed by a giant. They crashed against the walls with a loud bang that made everyone jump,…
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Brock was pretty proud of himself. He had saved his little crab bros. Dying to bone monsters all the time just wasn’t good. Therefore, Brock had gathered them up and taught them how to defend themselves. First came training. He taught the crabs how to raise their pincers, not to snip pebbles off the walls, but to defend themselves against predators. After all, even though they were far weaker than the bone monsters, they had much room to grow! Since Brock had taken over as their big bro, he couldn’t…
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The arrowtip hit the stone a few millimeters to the right of the target, embedding itself in the wall. Nauja froze in her stance. Her mind struggled to believe this. She didn’t actually think she would miss. She had convinced herself she would succeed. And yet, reality was merciless. She had missed. Unfortunately, the rules of the trial were clear. Any arrow that touched the wall would mean disqualification. Nauja felt such hatred, both towards herself and the creator of this trial, that she wanted…
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Nauja appeared in a dark corner. She was instantly on guard. There was little she could make of the surrounding space. Everything a few feet away from her was darkness. There could be anything out there. However, Nauja was a trained warrior. She immediately fell into a crouch and directed her eyes slightly downward, away from the toches above. The better acclimated to the darkness her sight was, the earlier she would see attacks coming. At the same time, she focused on her hearing and made her breathing…
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“What are you doing there?” The voice came from behind Jack, startling him. He turned around, still standing before the gray orb—the one he’d replaced with the Ticklish Pebble. “Lord Longsword,” he said with a nod. “You made it out.” “Were you trying to steal that orb, Jack?” Longsword did not seem amused, but disappointed. His hands were crossed behind his back, and the nine-foot-long sword dragged behind him and into the mirror’s surface. He took the final few steps to dislodge…
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Jack, Longsword, and Bocor stood before a dark cave mouth. “Well,” the Lord said, “guess we found something. What do you think, Jack?” “I think it’s a cave, and I also think that I cannot see in the darkness.” Bocor snorted. “Are you afraid, little man?” “Don’t worry,” Jack replied with a smirk. “I know my way around caves.” He wasn’t angry. This cave was too nostalgic for that. After all, his entire journey had started in a little cave in the Greenway natural…
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Brock felt like his eyes were open for the first time. He saw his soul. It was beautiful. His inner world was a gaping nothingness peppered with floating leaves. It felt crampy and impossibly expansive at the same time, like space had lost all meaning. Brock floated in the middle of this world, gawking at the leaves surrounding him. “Bro…” he muttered. Right in front of him hovered the Big Thought. It was a flexed bicep, an arm that extended from the shoulder down and must have been working out…
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Jack opened his eyes, glancing at the dancing bonfire before him. He was still inside the labyrinth, of course. It was just ridiculous what kind of resources people like Lord Longsword got. He had his own bonfire, fuel-free and foldable enough to fit in his pocket. Despite the homely light, there were still dark brown walls around them. Stone under their feet. Monsters lurking just around the corner. Jack scowled and stood, eager to stretch his feet. By the side, Bocor was lying on his back, sleeping…
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“Hey Nauja, check this out!” Salin held up a blue crab, moving its pincer from side to side. “It says hi.” “Salin, put the poor thing down.” “But it’s happy. It’s waving.” “ “Fiiine.” Salin reluctantly placed the crab on the floor. It then immediately skittered away, disappearing behind a turn. “Goodbye, little one!” “Can you focus for half a second?” Nauja sparked. “You’ll attract the bone monsters. If an Elite shows up, we won’t be able to escape.” “Oh,…
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