I growled backing Eragon into a wall chaining him. I stomped out of my room and roared with anger. Slowly my normal scream became lower and growlier. I grinned. Finally my form was restored I was free! Now it was time to find my pitiful son and his pitiful friends. I picked up Eragon like a ragdoll. I ran through the forest searching for Jordan's trail. I found it quickly with his strong angel smell he's gotten from that pitiful angel. I caught sight of the angel's death flower and plucked it. I smirked and torched it as Eragon struggled. I followed the trail to be met head on by a small group. Jordan was amongst them.
"Hello there son"
"Back off"
"Oh no formalities the ?"
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Castles
FanfictionBook two of the Herosteve series on my account. Read the first one before this one. Then this will make more sense. Hope you enjoy the series :3.
