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"What?" I ask Proteus.

"We have a monster problem Sinbad." Proteus says.

"When you managed to find me, I assumed it was for your coronation." I say.

I look around. There were so many ruins. There was this burning smell of flesh. I've seen monsters before. I have faced creatures that shouldn't exist. But I never thought a monster would dwell in Syracuse. 

"How in the world did you get a monster problem?" I ask.

Proteus lets out a small chuckle.

"When my father started setting up farms. This thing eats the animals." Proteus says. 

"Yeah, makes sense." I say.

"Sinbad, the situation has skyrocketed over the past few days." He says.

"Skyrocketed how?" I ask.

He lets out a breath. He sits down.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

I walk over to him. He looks so stressed. I imagine so. This is his responsibility along with his father. Monster problems are definitely not a thing the Seven Kingdoms face. Monsters shouldn't even exist. I let out a breath. 

"You definitely had the right to call me. I've faced definitely some nasty monsters." I say.  


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