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After simply getting his bearings, he started to head toward the west, all while making mental preparations. Should he attack anyone he crossed paths with, or should he try to form temporary alliances, only fighting that person after they dealt with the stronger opponents? At that moment, the warriors in the viewing area all had their eyes widened as they stared at the massive scroll in the air. At that moment, the names on the scroll had disappeared, turning into 10 images that were shown to everyone. Everything the participants did would be shown on the scroll. Rudy still did not have the chance to enter the viewing area, so he was forced to look in from the outside as he stood on his toes

And it holds her with a specificity that no lock and chain could replicate. She cannot be touched without my permission. She cannot be moved without my will. Her head is slightly bowed, veil covering her face, the ivory gown pooling around her feet in folds. I know that the tilt of her body is not out of necessary weakness, but shock, as Scyla has masterfully forced some strengthening potions down her throat. She is strong enough. Barely. But barely is sufficient. “Avara.”

“Like LOVERS???? Well, I’ll tell you what Lucas, we are NOT lovers, we never were and we never will be, do you understand me? Now give me the message.” He let out a sigh, and then reached for one of the drawers, opening it and bringing out a small scroll with some scribblings of ink on it, he then handed the scroll to Ava. She grabbed it from him and wasted no time in reading what was written on it, holding her breath and choking back her tears as she did so. ****** The Dawn Pack.

Replied Stefanie to them. The enemy smiled instantly when they heard that there’s a scroll inside her bag. “what scroll you have now?” asked the enemy to her. “A heaven scroll!” replied Stefanie to them. The enemy are happy to heard that Stefanie are holding the heaven scroll because they have an earth scroll. “Do you want us to spare you life? Give your bag to us now!” said the one guys to her. “No I can’t, let me escape first before I’ll give my bag to you.” She replied and acting that she was scared.

“Do you not like my gift?” “I do… just want to be sure he’s loyal to me.” he says casually before waving his hands off and the drag Ivan away without wasting a second. Once their gone its just me and Arden. I can feel the anxious sweat dripping down my back while I try to maintain my composure in front of him. “have you brought it?” he asks now. I bow before him again pulling out the old scroll from my bag carefully and raising it up to him. “Alpha, I present to you, the blood scroll.” I say for added dramatic effect.

After shaking his head, he turned around and continued to look for the scroll. "Hmm? This scroll seems to be..." As soon as Ding Hao turned around, he inadvertently rubbed the scroll with his hand. Only then did he remember the scroll that had just been thrown by Evil Moon. He had an idea. After a little inquiry, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the scroll was made of the skin of the White-fire Corrupted Flood Dragon. The scroll was white-yellow and half a meter long. It was as thick as a fist, and there was a thin purple-gold rope tied to it.

It exuded a strange energy, one that was neither entirely threatening nor reassuring. “Did you touch it?” I asked, my voice calm but commanding. Evelyn shook her head. “No. I didn’t know if it was safe”. I carefully picked up the scroll. As soon as my fingers touched it, the glow intensified, and the scroll unfurled on its own. Both of us watched in stunned silence as words began to appear on the parchment, written in an elegant, flowing script. Evelyn moved closer to read over my shoulder. The message read… "To the Alpha King and the Original Moon Goddess,

It isn’t blank anymore. It shows me (platinum hair in twin tails, ruby eyes wide) standing in a castle courtyard at dawn. I refuse to let the high wizards of Shambhala cut my heart out to unseat my floating crown of power. Im Successful in convincing the council to give me a chance to prove that I'm not a monster. I’m holding a skateboard made of titanium a gift from my future husband. But this time the image moves. I look straight up (past the sunrise, past the executioner) and whispers to someone who isn’t there yet:

The Earth Princess forms an enormous earth boulder, speedily shielding her from the deadly icy spears. In retaliation, with unobserved movement, Princess Aria sends the boulder with all the icy spears stuck, flying towards Princess Ava. Her aunt cuts it in half with her sword which she was able to draw quickly. Princess Ava sheathes her sword then throws her daggers straight towards Princess Aria. Though the Princess does not possess any weapon of her own, she uses vines she conjures to deflect the sharp daggers, like a whip and both daggers are hurled back towards her aunt.

"What, you don't enjoy my very detailed lesson? You don't feel captured in he moment by my words." He was by the desk now, by her side. "I always feel captured in the moment by you but I do not really think these scrolls will interest you. They are rather peesonal." "Alright then. I will not intrude." She started stretching it to him and he relaxed, glad that he would not have to take it from her with force or tricks. But she snapped her fingers back and his ease made him slow to react. With quick hand movements, she unrolled the scroll. Her childlish excitement reducing to a calm surprise.