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Splat. My left arm is filled with pain, I feel that my bones had been broken, I can’t move it without feeling a powerful surge of pain. Oleander the goblin yelled, his hands covering over his face. I struggled to get up, this duel isn’t over yet, I took my staff and used it like an old man’s walking stick. “Curse you!” Oleander shrieked, “Look what you had done to my face!” He removed his hands to reveal my damage to it, his cheeks are swollen, his nose is deformed. He growled, which made his face more disturbing. “You’ll pay! I won’t let you get away with this!” His raised his hand, flames ignited in his palm, and he hurled it towards me. Trust me, you guys don’t want to get hit by fire. I don’t have time to defend myself. When Oleander’s flames hit me, I got blown away from the combustion. My clothes had been burned, to proof that they can be burned, I felt that I am being cooked alive in a microwave. So, this is how it feels like to be in a cooking stove… As I landed, ...

  I had never played ‘Red Light, Green Light’ on a slide before. I tried to cast some ice barriers on the parts that I want to slide down to shield me when the statue turns its head, but it turns out that magic doesn’t work on this slide. The statue turns its head to me again, I don’t want to find out what will happen if it catches me moving. I’m not a master at this children’s game, but at least I know how it works. Of course, you can move when ‘It’ shouts “Green Light”, and you will have to stop when ‘It’ shouts “Red Light”. Well, I’m not sure on how to stop when the statue shouts “Red Light”. I tried on counting on how long does the ‘Green Light’ lasts. The statue turns its head to the wall, “Green Light…” It spoke. One second has passed… Two seconds has passed… Three seconds has passed… Four seconds has passed… Five seconds has passed… “Red Light!” The statue said as it turned its head to me. So, now I know that I have five seconds to move. I am good at stan...

I got a few suspicions right before I began my operation. That evening, I was having a nice dinner with Claude. The dishes were as usual; with mushroom stews, high quality spaghettis, and desserts like apple pies. Forks and spoons of different sizes were arranged neatly next to our plates. Just when I was about to have my first sip of mushroom stew, Claude decided to use that moment to ask a question that almost made me drop my spoon. “Edward, you’re not planning on sneaking out at night to stop the intruder, right?” I turned my gaze toward him, his face was filled with concern. I know that Claude cares for me, but I refuse to step aside and let that intruder get their hands on something that has the power to grant any wish that the wielder wishes for. I not a fan of lying to someone that I trust, but this is very serious business, someone, or something wants the Orb for their own benefits, and I don’t think those benefits are good ones… “Well, I’m not that rebellious.” I...