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Jensoman Even with his surge of mighty Ki-fueled physical power, the ice would not shatter. Paulie shook his head weakly. "I don't need your help. I've gotten along just fine, just me and the warbly birds. We don't need you, so why don't you just go away??"
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?
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Unfortunately for Jenso, the ice was much harder than he thought. It was like steel and refused to break. Paulie shook his head and chuckled hysterically. "You can't, not here. You'd be helping nobody. Everyone in Pharie is dead. The only thing you'd be fighting for is vengeance... Hell, if you can't even break that ice, you don't stand a chance against those golems."
Paulie's fist stopped against Jenso's hand like a rock against a brick wall. He cringed, but his glove began to glow again, and Jenso's entire hand was coated in a layer of ice reaching down to his wrist as Paulie pulled away. "Strength doesn't mean anything! It doesn't matter how hard you fight, or how strong you are. Everyone dies eventually! Everything is taken back by nature in the end! Stop with your stupid hero bullshit and get the hell out of my tundra!!"
"SHUT UP!" Paulie shouted, throwing his fist towards Jenso's face.
Paulie scoffed at Jenso's challenge. "You don't believe me? That's too bad. I'm not hiding anything, and you're getting the hell out of my tundra right now. I've had just about enough of your stubborn nonsense!" Paulie shouted, while motioning towards Jenso angrily.
"..No, aint got a clue," Paulie responded again. He stopped, turning to Jenso and glaring at him. "You better keep up, or I'll drag you though the snow by your ankles."
As Paulie lead Jenso out, they made a sharp left turn into the snow drifts the lead away from where the storm was originating from last night. The morning sun reflected off of the icy sheet of snow that they walked across, warming them up every so slightly. The chilly air was still apparent however. The further from Pharie they got though, the warmer it became. Paulie stayed silent the entire time, looking back to make sure Jenso was following him everyone once and a while.
"Yea," Paulie answered curtly, leading Jenso up the stairs. Upon reaching the top, there was a wall of snow blocking their path. Paulie placed a hand on the wall, and his glove flashed a dime blue color. He then nodded, and the snow began to part for them to exit. "Stay close."
Chapter 19
Paulie's Pain
The next morning, Jenso awoke to something nudging him violently to the side. As his eyes opened, he was looking at one of the warbly birds right in the face. It pecked his shoulder and pushed him violently off the fluffy bedding near Paulie's bed, and nestled in to its 4 friends, who were sleeping next the Jenso a few minutes earlier.
Paulie kicked Jenso in the side gently. "Get up. I got a coat for you, it's over on the stove. Made it quick though so it might be a little thin," Paulie explained quickly, biting into a cooked potato, "Put it on."
Paulie sighed and rolled over into his bed as the night slowly crept closer. Jenso couldn't tell, but Paulie knew what time it was. The night was when the tundra was most dangerous, and not just because of the cold.
~ End Of Chapter 18 ~
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