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The fallen order

Caimeag shrugs. “We’re not going to fight, are we?”

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

Marin continues to sing, and she closes her eyes. After a while, she lays down, exhausted. She falls asleep the minute her head hits the pillow. In her sleep, she curls towards Eric’s heat.

Camp Half Blood IV

Elena’s eyes flutter closed on the impact, and her breathing shallows out as her body shifts back into her human form.

The Final Wave

Aria carefully cuts his shirt away to look for wounds, and she traces the scars from the burns with a soft sigh. She wonders what his story is, how he got each scar. The only thing she knows about this defiant young man is that the Osprey is after him, and he somehow survived. She tends to every wound she sees, watching him warily as she disinfects then. She sighs softly as she stands, leaving the medical supplies. She glances around for silencers and other survivors, then she turns to leave.

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia looks up at him and kisses him softly.

Red Skies it's all a Game

Jono walks around, taking quests to level up.

Brothers and apprentices

Athelis tells him where to put the logs. When the course is done, she stands back and runs through the course mentally.

Ro halts Stormy when she hears Thomas call her. “Thomas!”

The fallen order

Caimeag shakes her head with a small sigh and she extinguishes her lightsaber. “Nothing.”

Camp Half Blood IV

Elena stretches her neck, blood dribbling down her chin, but she glares at him. Her eyes flash green, and she turns into an oversized crocodile. She cranes her neck and bites down on his wrist, plunging her weight to make it difficult for him to hold on.

The Final Wave

Aria sighs. “These aren’t the times to be picky. Anyone can be what they want if their willing to put in the effort.” She frowns as she watches him run off, well aware that he could bleed out at any moment. She follows him, sticking to the shadows. She chuckles drily when she sees him pass out, and she kneels by him, tending to his wounds. “Sometimes it’s easier to just accept help. That way you might skip the whole passing out step,” she sighs as she works.