"God, I can't believe you guys are so weak, after thinking you were anywhere close to me." A gruff male voice. On a huge beach, Griffith and Cassandra, with their armour in blood stains, laid on their backs. Their groans as they deeply frowned. Opposite them was Commander Brick. He faced them, with a glum look. The disgrace. He shook his head. "Look Griffith, I'm sure you went all titan with Cassandra, but you've gotta calm down, man. We've actually got a threat within The Severed Sphere of Summits... one of the key locations documented in warden history." Griffith managed to stand weakly. His gritted teeth. "You mean the gateway to the fabled Ancient Dimension." "There's not an actual name for it yet, but we can call it that in the book. " Commander Brick faced the man. "You see, one thing about it is that it has a support beacon inside... yes, the place you can go to, through that portal you can find in ancient cities."Commander Brick faced the duo." The Support Beacon needs to

A WEEK AGO. "You hold it right there!" A male bark. "What's happening?" Within a long grey concrete walled corridor lit with lanterns hung in a line above, Xeno aimed a pistol high. He in long black sleek robes. His straight stern face. By a distance, opposite him, was Hakeem. He wore a copy of Xeno's clothes, coupled with a steel chestplate. His palms up. His mouth quivered. "Wha- what do you think you're doing?" "Being a faster scientist than you and your friend..." Xeno's sharp grin. "I can't Chia aka for taking me seriously, though.""She saw you as a friend, you monster." Hakeem brows furrowed. "I might actually shoot you, if you don't stop 'calling me' a monster." The other's frown. "Tell me where to find my copy, so we can end this nice and smooth." "What, to later use him to have access to his secret bunker, for botany experiments and abusing him there?" Hakeem shook his head. "Do you have any idea what he has been through?" "Yes. Why do you think I'm actually doing thi

A FEW DAYS AGO. "What is this stuff?" A high pitched male voice. "Azure shielding." A deep one. "Applied on people, so that when killing others with The Cold Coast Blade, the same weapon won't be able to attack anyone at all with this blue lotion applied."Rusty faced a think bald ebony man in white robes in a brown concrete walled lantern lit cubicle warm. In Rusty's hand, a small cylindrical black container with a cobalt Shea butter like substance in it.The holder pointed. "So this thing, of just applied on the arm like so..."His finger took a blob of the item. On the body part, he painted above the side view of it. It hardened instantly. Rusty's smile. " This thing will protect me from even being killed by my own blade... I'm going to give this Natasha, or anybody on our side to stop the threat Rigs is bringing to us, and with Sasuke's information about Chojo Kashi-in, guess where we're headed." The listener's raised brows "The Cold Coast Blade can actually kill wardens, as th

3 YEARS AGO.“Man, I can’t believe you really missed out on a lot growing up with this stuff.” A male voice.“I also can’t believe I’ve been missing out on another thing just now, that was thrilling, aside from my childhood.” A female one.“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”“You.” A hush tone.Within a small amber lit stoney cave, Hakeem and Meredith faced each other. The woman pointed at the other.Her furrowed brows. She was probably madly pissed. Those gritting teeth.“What do you mean by going behind my back to the one guy I hate in the world most, and to finally come to steal from me, for him?”“Why’re you jumping so much?” Hakeem shook his head. “You didn’t even follow me to Simon’s home, and I-.”“I saw you at that party, you snitch!” The woman frowned. “That guest in a fancy dress mask like an antelope was me all along.”Hekeem stepped back. His brows raised.He then pouted. Oh no.His sigh. “Why don’t you just trust him?”“It’s not easy when you have the same person trying to force

“So what’s this I hear about an ‘ice-man’ or someone, who was a pillager chief?” A male voice.Atop a snowy ice-capped mountain, with the huge frosty biome and air, two ebony athletic men, bald with thick brown leather coats alongside hoodies, were beside each other. They stared far out into the horizon. That chilly temperature and morning sun.One with an oval smooth face looked at the other. “You know, something is telling me that we should understand whether he’s actually dead or alive… or wait, hold on… Don’t tell me you actually-.”“We warned our chief scout about this, Daniel.” The listener’s head bowed. “And now, all we can do is hope that all will go well after he warns Cole.”“How do you mean all will go well, Balogun…?” Cole is going to kill him, as far as I know, I guess.” Daniel’s wide eyes. “Do you want him to gang up people to murder ‘that’ man, so that he can spread Conditor’s death curse to other lands.”Balogun’s head down. Fingers on his chin. Oh man.He faced Daniel