He squinted at him with his mouth slightly open. " Hey,Clark. You 're good at biology right ?
“Well I’m here, now what?” the beast barks. As I get a good look at my foe in the clearing it suddenly hits me just how dire my situation is, the beast stands an easy eight feet tall and weighs at least half a tonne, he is enormous even for an Alaghi, its claws are even longer than my fingers “this is no time to be in awe you fool, your very life hangs in the balance!” I tell myself “it’s time to think of a strategy!” its sheer size makes my usual attack style of brute force useless as I am severely out matched “I’m going to have to end this in one blow or I am done for” I position myself and my gigantic blade in the perfect position for a one blow duel, the Alaghi observes what I am doing and obliges my challenge “although you are a disgusting monster, you Alaghi are nothing if not honourable
He sat on another palm stump, facing the old man just a few feet away from him. “Have you ever heard of the language of the world?” the Alchemist said with a more excited tone, and a twinkle in his eye. “No I sure have not Sir,” Thomas said.
“I see, well you two are some brave kids. Like warriors. And warriors deserve to be treated so, are you two willing to stay at my pyramid for a few days?” King Tut asked with a grin.
I grinned back, revealing my fangs to him as I brushed a clawed hand over my spotted grey fur, a common trait for wolf Novans and began walking towards him. “Come on,” I told him. “When have I not had fun? What do you think of as fun?” He chuckled and we walked through the busy streets of the village and arrived at
He asked me. I chuckled nervously. “Where do I begin?” I leaned back in my chair and searched for a place to start. “Is he even here?
"Who are you...? " I stuttered, my eyes never leaving my sadistic doppelganger. "I 'm yourself. When it comes to enemies one has to battle and friends one can make, you 'll find that the strongest of both is yourself." Yellow, turning into his wolf form, began to growl.
“I supposed you aren’t going to tell me what you hold against me” “Nope, but I will tell you that your my rival from now on.” “Your sword skills are a little rusty though.” “I disagree with that I can keep up with your attacks perfectly.” He merely nodded when I said that and proceeded to tell me his life story or something.
The human was terrified and desperately pried at the sausage size fingers wrapped around his throat. “Be back here at dawn Doktour, and if you fail to say sir one more time, I 'll kill you, despite your status as a member of a subservient
“ Well William, what are you doing here?” I asked. I was starting to feel relaxed and comfortable around the stranger. “Why I’m here to defeat the Johnny Rebs!” Exclaimed the soldier enthusiastically.
I clenched my jaw, but kept my expression neutral. " Perverseness causes us to do things we usually wouldn't, and he has a few counts of it." She finished her answer, and slyly looked over at me. "Thank you, Addison."
Mason—Hob,” Zander introduced us. “He’s one of my most trusted advisors. A force to be reckoned with really—a brilliant and deadly, nuisance of the goblin and the architect of unfathomable victories. He’ll help us with the quest.” I flashed him a tight smile.
With relief, that the information regarding the rest of the rebels is secured, I responded with a slight smile. "Thanks." As I sat up and went for my belt, pistol and cap, I caught a glimpse of the barber, who was extremely pale; as if he anguished over whether to kill me or not. Subsequently, I took several coins to pay him for the service and headed for the door, paused for a moment. "They told me that you 'd kill me.
When i woke up this morning I had a strange feeling like something bad was about to happen, but i didn’t worry because i thought it was just one of those feeling everyone gets. I got up to get ready for school when I realized it was halloween and I would be going with my friends Connor, Troye and Jenn to a halloween party at Kenny’s house. When i got to school we all were discussing what we we going to be. “I think i’m going to be Jack from nightmare before Christmas” said Connor. “I’m going to be a chicken nugget” said Jenn as we all laughed at her creative but weird costume idea.
Emilie and I both worked till 8 that Saturday. After work we went home and packed everything and headed out by 9. We then drove our way towards the cabin we got there at 10. When we got there we got situated with our room.
