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Lord Kys guided the young ones towards the gate. What laid behind it was unknown to him, for its nature was ever changing. The last time, as he recalled from the as and smoke and the disheveled state of the sole survivors clinging to each other and bruised, it was not good. He was reluctant to tell Trix and Tristan, for he did not want them to worry. They wore obviously quaking in their boots even the stoic, Tristan.
Lord Kys chuckled to himself, he was confident of their survival.
“This is it,” Tristan asked as they paused before an archway, littered with thorns and roses.
Lord Kys nodded.
Trix inhaled deeply. If she was going to die, she would go down with a fight. Also she had gotten away with worse, well not worse but potentially locked away in jail for a good while. She ran her hands through her hair and tried to channel the adrenaline junkie who stole her school’s rival’s trophy from a
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