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It was at that point promptly in the first part of the day. Luciana considered taking a dip in the housetop pool, however she recalled her last experience and immediately pushed the thought insane. She decided to go for a comfortable walk outside the lodging. She'd been there sufficiently long to realize that local people wouldn't upset her with demands for signatures or photographs. She stirred from her sleep and started strolling to the cold earth floor. A recognizable face dealt with her before she strolled to the lift. ""Hello, Rascal!" He was called by her. Somebody had offended Todd, so he returned the gaze. ""Who on earth are you calling your rascal?" says the storyteller. With his voice very nearly breaking, he asked. 'Are you the whelp who attempted to kill me?' Luciana commented.
The villagers he passed through were as friendly as usual. They didn't let him walk by without welcoming him. He returned the courtesy by greeting everyone and anyone he met on his way. On the exterior, Nelanian appeared to be energetic and happy, but on the inside, he was in pain. The headaches were awful, but he seemed to be able to ignore them. When he arrived at the Old Man's homestead, he was greeted by Sam. " Are you up for another round of sword combat, Nelly?" little Sam asked. Nelanian hated it when he had to disappoint the kid. He sincerely wanted to play with him, but his body was in such bad shape that he couldn't even lift a wooden sword and swing it. He patted Sam on the head and told him the terrible news "I'm sorry, kid. I'm afraid I won't be able to practice with you today. Perhaps another time?"Sam's brow furrowed. "ok. Perhaps
**********************************LORTH TEMPLES****************************Cecily was on the verge of collapsing. She began to stagger as her legs began to lose power. Before she slid on the floor, the others ran to her and provided her with anchorage. Mr. Starkridge went on to say, "Even all of you agreed with me that Nelanian was not a good fit for this institution. Throughout the history of this school, several notable alchemists who have gone down in history as the best alchemists to ever live have graduated from its halls. Because of our institution's outstanding performance, the government rewarded us by entrusting us with the task of training Ithea's champions. Then Rhaizen Gale appeared! That knucklehead,"Cecily muttered under her breath, "Stop it, stop talking." The rest of her classmates did nothing to obstruct the director's speech; they were all ears."That fool walked the corridors as if they w
******************************************THE END*******************************************“Of course it is, what did you think I'd do, let a filthy commoner like him shame this realm in the trials? He, like Rhaizen Gale, had to be dealt with!”Luciana's surprise was palpable.“Are you saying you also orchestrated Rhaizen Gale's death?”“Now that's something I didn't do. But I'm grateful to whoever put that scum to death. He helped me save a lot of time and money,”Luciana was on the verge of crying. Her father's statements had a deep and hurtful impact on her.“Now, I'm going to call the tailor back, and he'll help you choose the b
Norval's mother and sister sat next to Luciana and Jalon. The corridor was unusually silent, with only the beeping of the machinery inside the room and the clanking of the fan whirling above them to be heard. Jalon was tempted to take out his phone and log in to his social media accounts at times, but Luciana would elbow him in the gut and he would put his phone back.“It's ok, folks; you can go ahead and prepare.” Mrs. Greensmith read the room and said, "You still have matches today, and I don't want you to waste your time here while your opponents are getting ready."“No, Mrs. Greensmith, we're not bothered in the least. Norval is a friend of ours, and we are here to provide him with the assistance he requires. If we had been in his shoes, I'm sure he would have done the same forus,” Luciana added, smiling at the small girl next to Mrs. Greensmith.“And who is this little princess you have brought
“Wishing you luck, Jalon.” Luciana said as she boarded the elevator and pressed the button that closed the doors and started the elevator's descent. The elevator abruptly stopped on a random floor and the doors flew open while it was halfway to the ground floor.Stanier entered the elevator, adjusting his brown gloves on his hands as he did so. He fumbled with his leather jacket for a few moments before noticing Luciana in the elevator. He froze for a fraction of a second at the door before entering.“Hello,” he said as he shifted closer to the elevator's right-hand button panel. Luciana never bothered to respond to his welcome, but he didn't appear to mind. He reached for his turtleneck's collar and stretched it out for a second before returning his gaze to Luciana. Luciana's head suddenly turned and looked down, as if she was trying to spy on him from the corner of her eye. He couldn’t help but smile at t
The blades collided, causing sparks to shoot across the concrete floor. To Stanier's astonishment, Jalon was a lightning fast runner. He wriggled and danced his way around Stanier, dodging his blind swings with ease. Jalon took a step forward and stepped on another vial, which exploded and blinded Stanier with a flash of light. As his blade struck with Stanier's crystalline skin, he swung it with tremendous force, shattering fragments and sent them soaring into the air.Stanier lurched back, and before he could regain his feet, he was struck again, knocking him down. When he landed on the vials again, the elixirs bathed his entire body, soaking his garments with the potion. Jalon's name was chanted again and again by the crowd. Some questioned how he was able to dominate the lone wolf despite their swordsmanship being on par. Jalon's strategy, on the other hand, put Stanier at a significant disadvantage. By taking away his eyesight and stance, he had completely messed up his
Jalon walked back to his changing room, favoring his abdomen as he clutched to it. Every breath he took was laboursome and he could not remember the last time he felt such irritating pain. Individuals he met along his way congratulated him for his victory, some wanting to ask how he was able to make the lone wolf submit. He simply gave them a forced smile and tried as much as he could to cover up the pain he was under. He finally reached his changing room and got some alone time, time to cry out for all the pain he was ignoring. He growled and groaned as he struggled to unzip the suit he had on.There was a large window to his side and as he peered outside, he could see the large screen on the stadium rooftop, displaying his name and a tag spelling out the name ‘winner’ flashing and disappearing. It gave him the consolation he needed. Luciana walked into him, changing his top, and
"I apologise, Miss Judy, but we are unable to publish the piece. “It's too dangerous,” the man stated. He chatted to her from behind a desk, fumbling with a pen. Judy fixed her gaze on him, attempting to hide the disgusting expression she was unknowingly producing. The man refused to run the piece even after She explained everything to him. "You've seen the proof. Even the police have confirmed it, and despite the overwhelming evidence, you refuse to run thestory?" Judy remarked. She was doing her best to keep her emotions from coming through in her speech. The man slumped back in his chair and slid his fidgeting pen back onto the surface. He remained silent for a few moments before moving to a bottle of water near him. "Listen, miss Judy, we value you very much in this organisation," he said as he strained to open the bottle, " We really feel that you are a valuable asset to
******************************************THE END*******************************************“Of course it is, what did you think I'd do, let a filthy commoner like him shame this realm in the trials? He, like Rhaizen Gale, had to be dealt with!”Luciana's surprise was palpable.“Are you saying you also orchestrated Rhaizen Gale's death?”“Now that's something I didn't do. But I'm grateful to whoever put that scum to death. He helped me save a lot of time and money,”Luciana was on the verge of crying. Her father's statements had a deep and hurtful impact on her.“Now, I'm going to call the tailor back, and he'll help you choose the b
**********************************LORTH TEMPLES****************************Cecily was on the verge of collapsing. She began to stagger as her legs began to lose power. Before she slid on the floor, the others ran to her and provided her with anchorage. Mr. Starkridge went on to say, "Even all of you agreed with me that Nelanian was not a good fit for this institution. Throughout the history of this school, several notable alchemists who have gone down in history as the best alchemists to ever live have graduated from its halls. Because of our institution's outstanding performance, the government rewarded us by entrusting us with the task of training Ithea's champions. Then Rhaizen Gale appeared! That knucklehead,"Cecily muttered under her breath, "Stop it, stop talking." The rest of her classmates did nothing to obstruct the director's speech; they were all ears."That fool walked the corridors as if they w
The villagers he passed through were as friendly as usual. They didn't let him walk by without welcoming him. He returned the courtesy by greeting everyone and anyone he met on his way. On the exterior, Nelanian appeared to be energetic and happy, but on the inside, he was in pain. The headaches were awful, but he seemed to be able to ignore them. When he arrived at the Old Man's homestead, he was greeted by Sam. " Are you up for another round of sword combat, Nelly?" little Sam asked. Nelanian hated it when he had to disappoint the kid. He sincerely wanted to play with him, but his body was in such bad shape that he couldn't even lift a wooden sword and swing it. He patted Sam on the head and told him the terrible news "I'm sorry, kid. I'm afraid I won't be able to practice with you today. Perhaps another time?"Sam's brow furrowed. "ok. Perhaps
/……………………………………………………………../It was at that point promptly in the first part of the day. Luciana considered taking a dip in the housetop pool, however she recalled her last experience and immediately pushed the thought insane. She decided to go for a comfortable walk outside the lodging. She'd been there sufficiently long to realize that local people wouldn't upset her with demands for signatures or photographs. She stirred from her sleep and started strolling to the cold earth floor. A recognizable face dealt with her before she strolled to the lift. ""Hello, Rascal!" He was called by her. Somebody had offended Todd, so he returned the gaze. ""Who on earth are you calling your rascal?" says the storyteller. With his voice very nearly breaking, he asked. 'Are you the whelp who attempted to kill me?' Luciana commented.
“I apologise if this causes any trouble; nonetheless, the circumstances were unexpected and unanticipated. Wardric simply left without warning, and with little time to work with, we didn't have many options to choose from, so the committee simply decided to proceed to the third and final phase of the trials, which does not involve the participation of foreign students,” the judge continued, flipping through the pages of a notebook he had brought with him.“And when will the trials' last phase begin? ” Luciana inquired. She had been deafeningly quiet for the majority of the time. She knew exactly why the proceedings were being handled with such carelessness: the whole thing had been rigged. Even though Jalon outshined her, the trials had already been completed and she had already been named the champion of Ithea. If the results had been released at that precise moment, Jalon would have been in first place, with her in second and Norval l
****************************THE ASSEMBLY******************************“ you're talking about him rightNorval and Jalon had invaded her bedside. she struggled to open her eyes, and as she did so,she could hear the footsteps rushing towards the other side of the room. she immediately knewthat someone was up to no good.She straightened her back and lowered her feet from the top of the bed to the ground placing itover a pair of sandals that lay beside the bed. As soon as she did so, an increasingly painfulheadache hit her and all she could do was hold on to her head. She could hear the soft gigglesof Jalon on the other side of the room."What happened? and how did I get here? "Luciana asked, trying to find her footing.“you've been out for a while. the medical staff brought you here after your match with theprodigy from the North,” Norval said,Trying hard to contai
We inquired of Nelanian as to whether you ever administered mutagen to him throughout his training. He showed us the medicines you provided him, which were examined and determined to contain traces of blue fire," Cecily explained further, pulling out other documents from underneath her grasp.Luciana's face was a picture of horror. The notion of their own principal attempting to assassinate his own student."Is this true Mr. Starkridge? Tell us right now! " Luciana added her two cents to the interrogation.Mr. Starkridge slumped in his chair and sighed deeply. "Look at you, young detectives," he said, "so were you going to ambush me with this knowledge and hope for me to kneel and confess?" Of course, I was the one that gave him the blue fire,"Cecily was on the verge of collapsing. She began to stagger as her legs began to lose power. Before she slid on the floor, the others ran to her and provided her with ancho
/……………………………………………………………………………………….../His house was in Oasis, which was a thickly populated town. The majority of the Nobles lived there. Expensive homes appeared to be the rule of the day. It was to create an extravagant home or a high-end hotel if one purchased land there. That was the standard that any construction in town was supposed to meet. It quickly became a haven for the wealthy. The cab driver had never entered the town, partly because he didn't look to be capable of doing so. As he approached the gate, he was surrounded by
*************************LORTH ARMY BASE********************* “Don't worry, it's just the body regaining its strength. We had to use a lot of mutagen on you. I'm astonished you didn't die from the amount of blue fire in your system,” saidthe doctor. Nelanian wiggled his feet and hands to see whether they were still there, but he couldn't feel them. He calmed down afterhe noticed the blankets moving; he hadn't lost them. “Doctor, what's wrong with me?” he inquired. Before setting the clipboard down, the nurse gave him a long sympathetic look. “Listen, this is going to be difficult to hear, but you need to know this for your own good. “You have a brain tumor!” exclaimed the doctor. “Wait a minute!” The nurse approached him and sat beside him on the edge of the bed, telling him what she had learned. Cecily stood outside the door for