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Through the Living Wrath

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  1. Tull laughed quietly. “Let’s listen more. They mentioned plotblades, perhaps this weapon is one.”
  2. Berin twitched out of the way just barely not fast enough, the spike implanting in his arm. He just barely managed to keep his mouth closed. He was running out of air. Struggling to see through the cloud of blood, he pulled to spike out of his arm and rammed it back in, sharp side first.
  3. Oh… well… it might be able to remove some, depending how much we know about them. Tull paused. “I don’t think so. The portal collapsed, they must be too far to maintain it.”
  4. Berin studied the back of the beast. As a desperate measure, he pulled one of the scales on its back up and stuck his fingers in the gap between scale and flesh, hoping to disturb raw flesh.
  5. Well, Tull doesn’t know this, but the moment Erif showed up I thought, hey, the plot blade could remove it! ”I don’t know. Based on the description I heard, it’s a possibility. But I think someone, whoever caused those arachnidishes, was spying here.”
  6. Berin took a breath before he was submerged, keeping a tight grip on the beast. If he let go, it didn’t matter that he got air. The beast would kill him. He drove his hand under the eye, attempting to claw it out.
  7. Fine. Tull avoided walking into the room, emerging from the vivid daydream. “Okay. I’ll trust your instincts. Let’s listen in, though.”
  8. Berin immediately, when he saw it begin to surface, jumped and grabbed onto the back of the creature. Gritting his teeth at the pain, he crawled up the plants on its back to the front of the creature, and drove his elbow into its eye.
  9. Tull finds himself in a room, in which a number of people met. It looked as if he had gone through secret passages to get there. They were talking, and didn’t seem to notice him. ”Who is plot? And… 100 pages ago? Who are you guys?” I realized that I misread something.
  10. “I’m going to investigate.” Tull followed the voices, preparing himself. so like, he wandered into that meeting discussing the 2 extra plotblades.
  11. Tull also ran, and the arachnidishes followed behind them. The monsters diverted before the gate, and Tull ran right through it. Flash. Tull picked himself up, finding himself somewhere unfamiliar. He could hear voices, talking about something called… “plotblades”. He looked around him to see if Erif had followed. hehe.
  12. So like these arachnidishes, they’re products of someone being hit by Plot Twists. Tull followed carefully, then stepped further out towards the gate. “They avoid it. Perhaps we can just make a run for it.”
  13. Oooh isn’t Erif Nogard’s bro bro? It took me a while. Tull shook it. “I didn’t hear much. Supposedly it has the power to twist chance against the will of the victim. That’s all I know.” Tull stared at the strange gate. “I have to see what is through there.”
  14. “I came in search of a mythical weapon. Apparently the man who started the rumor heard about it while in employ here.”
  15. “What happened here?” The two were nearer to the castle now, and Tull could see the gate; it was gone. In its place a flat blue light emanated. Tull could see the arachnidishes avoid it, in the distance.
  16. Tull hit the dirt, nearly gasping as a horde of various sizes of arachnidish monsters rushed through the trees, devouring the other he had seen. They were not spiders, but instead had eight legs with the face of an owl. yes, an owl. As they left behind the body, Tull saw arms grow out of it and the face morph into that of an owl. He shivered.
  17. Tull jerked his head, investigating the voice. Just past where he heard the voice, he saw a second, separate person, barely alive.
  18. Berin swore. What could he do here? As it approached, he took off his shirt and bound it round his waist in an effort to quell the bleeding. He tensed, climbing on the side of the ship closest the monster, preparing himself.
  19. Crazy not drunk guy that shot someone on his side
  20. Tull swore. He was so close to the castle. As he neared, though, he began to see gigantic spiderwebs in the forest. Oh no… Jilu looked at Shoe. “Are you not the muffin man? I just kinda assumed…”
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