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29. Attack

Chuck let out a little giggle, then cleared his throat. "Here they come," he said, nodding at me most seriously.

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When the Gem awakens to call a Hero, the world is ill prepared...and its fate is placed in the hands of a 17 year old boy, named Wendell.Β 

Some will say this is nothing but a tale of fiction.
Let them think as they may.Β 

After all...I can't fix stupid.

Previously: Wendell discovers Lili, the girl of his dreams, trapped at Til-Thorin with everyone else. That would have been odd enough, but now he’s hearing voices.


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Never be predictable in a fight.
Control where, when and how the conflict is fought.
…and if possible, get someone else to take your place.

β€œI’m not doubting you, son, I just…”

β€œGo ahead, Chuck, say it,” I challenged, taking two steps with each leap. The wizard was hard pressed to keep pace as we ran down the tower. The warning bells of Til-Thorin sounded without ceasing. I could hear soldiers shouting orders to subordinates. β€œYou question if I’m actually nuts,” I mocked, β€œthat maybe what I’m telling you isn’t in the letter.”

β€œWell, yes,” the wizard faltered, stumbling and catching himself against the wall. β€œNo! No,…” he righted himself and sprinted after me. β€œI’ve got no right pointing fingers at anyone β€” not after what I’ve seen…” then less loudly, β€œor done. But it is difficult to believe, not being able to actually see what you see.”

I stopped at the archway of the Great Hall. Children and women gazed about, confused, as the sound of distant drums grew louder. Some children started clinging to one another β€” clinging to their mothers. I looked at Chuck, point blank. β€œYou can always walk away,” I said.

β€œWhat are you talking about?” Chuck said.

β€œI have enough pressure trying to keep up appearances. It’s going to be hard enough to hide who I really am without having to convince you too." I forced out a smile. "You were right, Chuck. I found my way here without you. Bad at this or not, I’ll figure it out. You can leave.”

β€œNow wait just a minute, that’s not what—”

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