"Does...this...mean...WE'RE ENTRUSTED TOO?!" Ara gasped in surprise.
Damon couldn't do anything but explain. "Ara, we are entrusted. Probably in our sleep."
"So am I." Ara clasped her hands and separated them. A rainbow appeared, and a strong gust of wind blew them to Ferocøn.
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Short StoryThe Entrusted of the planet Alkemia, the representatives of Earth, Water, Fire, and Air have died The Spirit chooses new ones, Damon, Kaytilin, Ferocøn, and Ara, respectively. Together they battle the aliens that want to change the beliefs of Alkemi...
