We walked straight into an ambush. More boulders were thrown at us and poor Zaxl barely could keep up. Soon we were surrounded. We thought this was our doom, but then one of the chiefs appeared. The scythe or your life," he spoke impeccably in English.
This surprised me so much that I forgot how to speak.
"I would rather perish," Zaxl snapped.
"So it shall be then."
"Wait!" I yelled and took his scythe.
"Marvelous choice, young human," the chief replied eagerly.
He walked up to Zaxl and gestured towards both of us.
"Come with me. We have much
to discuss."
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The Amethyst Flame
FantasyThe village of Colmer is devastated by a plague. Its only hope is two brothers divided by their beliefs in magic. When Jethro ventures into the depths of the forest to find a wizard who can heal the village, Arthur is forced to find his brother befo...
