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Blondie, that ie balls so fierce I could actually feel heat co each other’s defenses as their leader launched her own attack

On the one hand, watching an Alfar and an Original ha The a, as was the creativity of their pu And raw strength versus raw strength--while awe-inspiring at first--gets a inal was stronger than Phaedra, the bald little Alfar had enough of her people with her to negate most of her weakness Nu this fight was a bit like watching those plastic robots box, without the pro up

In other words, this could take forever And I hadn’t brought any snacks

On second thought, I realized, looking around Phaedra and Blondie ht have the stamina to make this last forever… but I don’t think the cave does

Between the Alfar and the Original, enough force was flying about that the walls of the cave were starting to shake I used my oer to increase thecrystals wouldn’t drill through our skulls

That would be uncoe crystal bounced off the shields right above round a few feet away Probably as unco co down as the cave walls shook harder

The two fighters had noticed the effect they were having on the cavern as well In a game of supernatural chicken, they met each other’s eyes as they forced their power toward one another That power crashed together and then strea of the cave Neither one would relent, however, and the power forced that crack up and open Daylight shone through as I used my oer, as did Phaedra’s cronies, to shore up the earth around the crack before it could collapse in on us

I felt a rise inies to clean up the messes made by more powerful creatures Luckily, however, I wasn’t the only creature who had had enough

"You’re too late!" Phaedra was shouting behind the wall of ic her people had erected in front of her "I’ve already unlocked the second glyph, and the next till fall shortly! I will clairunted, forcing even ic toward Phaedra as I pulled frantically atdown

"It’s only athat she did not, indeed, knohere the other two sigils were "We have resources you cannot iine," the evil little Alfar cackled "And soon you’ll knohat it is to suffer"

Been there, done that, I thought, as Blondie frowned

"Who’s we, anyway, elf?" the Original asked, using the Alfar’s hed even roup

"Wouldn’t you like to know?" the Alfar asked, quite rhetorically

"Yes, ould," Ian eye on Kaya and Kaori

"Uh for Phaedra’s ears "We do want to know That’s why I asked" And with that she winged a fewstupid questions

"All you need to know is that you should be glad Rockabill will not exist for er For when our forces rise, you will all be slaves" Phaedra’s blood-red eyes--extra large underneath her shaved pate-- stains," she finished

"I like to consider e balls ofthe Original do her thing didn’tPhaedra that particular lesson

"You are so that dishcloth," Phaedra hissed atabout?" I asked "You just called yourself a dishcloth, you idiot That was the worst villainous threat I’ve ever heard"

Blondie chortled Phaedra fumed

"It’s not a threat!" the Alfar shouted "It is your fate! To be crushed!"

"And leuess… You’re the rolled-up newspaper that will do the crushing?" I said

"Or the big dirty boot?" suggested Blondie "The boot in the face? The brute, brute heart of a brute like you?"

Clearly not having read her Sylvia Plath, Phaedra could only fuh the darkness "While we’d love to stay and play," he said, touching the edge of s to do" And then the incubus unleashed his thoughts: a paradoxically gentle touch of darkness that made me break out in a cold sweat