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many.
The Pweboles are slaughtering the north half
of the Vermix and we can’t handle the rest. We’re about to be
overrun. There’s no way we can get out of this. Ignoring the
slicing pain on my cheek, I grip Reid, preparing for the assault.
But then, thunderous blasts ring out behind the storming Vermix.
They trip to the ground and suddenly, Reid and I are in the middle
of a white, blue and red battle as orange fireworks shoot around
us, hitting the Vermix still trying to advance.
“We have to get out of here!” Clarence
calls, blasting through the barricade. He’s bleeding from his snout
and shoulder and racing toward us with a slight limp.
“What about Sampson?” Reid sweeps me up.
“And Jothkore?”
“They’re right behind us,” Clarence grips
his shoulder. “But we need to go. Now! ”
An orange explosion flies past him and
everything starts to fade. Just as it does, an army of short blue
fuzz envelops the green and white landscape, screams crying out.
Then the purple fog washes over it all and everything goes
silent.
Chapter Five: Revelation
Are you injured ?
Clarence’s face is etched with concern as he
pegs me with an intense stare. He’s still in his true form, the
green strands of his beard billowing below his chin instead of the
usual blondish-white hair whipping above his head.
Her face has cuts and her wrists are
still tied , Reid frowns at me. It looks like they were
rough.
Overall, Clarence’s mouth remains
sealed, you are relatively uninjured?
Yes, I hear myself answer.
Good.
You’re sure Sampson and Jothkore will be
okay?
They’re fine. We were prepared—we knew what
we were walking into.
How? I ask.
His eyes hold mine. You told us.
The lavender cloud evaporates and I’m in
Reid’s arms again, cradled against his chest with Clarence behind
us, already transformed to his human facade. It’s night, and we’re
in the middle of the Zingfinold forest. It’s the same place I’ve
been before, the same scene when we came to Nerwolix in search of
the Nhazual, except this time, it’s only the three of us.
On cue, Sampson and Jothkore appear a few
feet ahead. Both fully exhausted, they let out a sigh of relief at
the sight of me in Reid’s arms.
“Do they know?” Clarence makes his way
over.
“No—Reuzkimpart wasn’t happy to see us go,
but I think his disappointment lies in the mystery of our
whereabouts. Fallon,” Sampson turns to me, “we’re going to take you
back to your tree-home. We’ll apply some Vilbrees but please, tell
me, are you—”
“She’s fine,” Clarence nods. “A few
scratches and bruises… but… no worse for the wear.”
“Thank goodness…” Sampson releases a
satisfied sigh. “Everyone will be glad to know.”
“But how did you know—”
“Let’s get you up to the city and healed
first. All will be answered,” Sampson turns to Reid. “You’re
good?”
He nods. “I’ll take her by lift.”
“We’ll see you up there.”
Carrying me toward a tangle of low-hanging
lime leaves, Reid sets me on my feet. “I’m going to hoist us up,”
he grips a leaf. “But once we’re there, I’ll pick you up again,
okay?”
I nod.
“Hold on,” he wraps his free arm around my
waist. We ascend in seconds, flying past the dark canopy until the
night glows with the familiar golden specks. I forgot how beautiful
it is. I still have my head pressed against Reid’s neck but I can
see it all—the entire city of Zinnollo lit up with jars of
oversized fireflies illuminating the bridges and homes. We’re
slowing, approaching a branch and Reid pulls us onto it. “One more
swing, okay? Then we’ll be a bridge away from your home.”
“Are you staying with me?” I whisper into
his ear.
“There’s nowhere else I’d be,” he replies
softly. “Until you ask me to go, I’m with you.”
I grip the back of his shirt and we take off
again, flying through the air until he reaches solid ground. He
scoops me up and starts carrying me,
The Pweboles are slaughtering the north half
of the Vermix and we can’t handle the rest. We’re about to be
overrun. There’s no way we can get out of this. Ignoring the
slicing pain on my cheek, I grip Reid, preparing for the assault.
But then, thunderous blasts ring out behind the storming Vermix.
They trip to the ground and suddenly, Reid and I are in the middle
of a white, blue and red battle as orange fireworks shoot around
us, hitting the Vermix still trying to advance.
“We have to get out of here!” Clarence
calls, blasting through the barricade. He’s bleeding from his snout
and shoulder and racing toward us with a slight limp.
“What about Sampson?” Reid sweeps me up.
“And Jothkore?”
“They’re right behind us,” Clarence grips
his shoulder. “But we need to go. Now! ”
An orange explosion flies past him and
everything starts to fade. Just as it does, an army of short blue
fuzz envelops the green and white landscape, screams crying out.
Then the purple fog washes over it all and everything goes
silent.
Chapter Five: Revelation
Are you injured ?
Clarence’s face is etched with concern as he
pegs me with an intense stare. He’s still in his true form, the
green strands of his beard billowing below his chin instead of the
usual blondish-white hair whipping above his head.
Her face has cuts and her wrists are
still tied , Reid frowns at me. It looks like they were
rough.
Overall, Clarence’s mouth remains
sealed, you are relatively uninjured?
Yes, I hear myself answer.
Good.
You’re sure Sampson and Jothkore will be
okay?
They’re fine. We were prepared—we knew what
we were walking into.
How? I ask.
His eyes hold mine. You told us.
The lavender cloud evaporates and I’m in
Reid’s arms again, cradled against his chest with Clarence behind
us, already transformed to his human facade. It’s night, and we’re
in the middle of the Zingfinold forest. It’s the same place I’ve
been before, the same scene when we came to Nerwolix in search of
the Nhazual, except this time, it’s only the three of us.
On cue, Sampson and Jothkore appear a few
feet ahead. Both fully exhausted, they let out a sigh of relief at
the sight of me in Reid’s arms.
“Do they know?” Clarence makes his way
over.
“No—Reuzkimpart wasn’t happy to see us go,
but I think his disappointment lies in the mystery of our
whereabouts. Fallon,” Sampson turns to me, “we’re going to take you
back to your tree-home. We’ll apply some Vilbrees but please, tell
me, are you—”
“She’s fine,” Clarence nods. “A few
scratches and bruises… but… no worse for the wear.”
“Thank goodness…” Sampson releases a
satisfied sigh. “Everyone will be glad to know.”
“But how did you know—”
“Let’s get you up to the city and healed
first. All will be answered,” Sampson turns to Reid. “You’re
good?”
He nods. “I’ll take her by lift.”
“We’ll see you up there.”
Carrying me toward a tangle of low-hanging
lime leaves, Reid sets me on my feet. “I’m going to hoist us up,”
he grips a leaf. “But once we’re there, I’ll pick you up again,
okay?”
I nod.
“Hold on,” he wraps his free arm around my
waist. We ascend in seconds, flying past the dark canopy until the
night glows with the familiar golden specks. I forgot how beautiful
it is. I still have my head pressed against Reid’s neck but I can
see it all—the entire city of Zinnollo lit up with jars of
oversized fireflies illuminating the bridges and homes. We’re
slowing, approaching a branch and Reid pulls us onto it. “One more
swing, okay? Then we’ll be a bridge away from your home.”
“Are you staying with me?” I whisper into
his ear.
“There’s nowhere else I’d be,” he replies
softly. “Until you ask me to go, I’m with you.”
I grip the back of his shirt and we take off
again, flying through the air until he reaches solid ground. He
scoops me up and starts carrying me,
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