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“I’m not fleeing… they are.” He pointed at the siblings. They looked at him, eyes wide, and opened mouths.

“We will protect Atraciral with our lives!” Mike declared while pointing his sword at the heavens.

Tian’s smile disappeared at the snap of a finger. He had on a serious expression, staring Avin in the eyes. “She’s on the way.”

“Damn!” Mido shouted, shattering a window with his fist. “Damn… how did he survive?” He thought out loud.

A sequel to the first volume which holds ten short stories ranging from fantasy to horror to post-apocalyptic. Each short story is 3,000 words or longer - the minimum will change with future volumes.

“You know you’re surrounded, so how about this? Give us the women and we’ll let the others live? That’s a fair deal, isn’t it?” The leader of the caravan, a green mohawk man, shouted.

Tyler was abused by his family and after years of constant abuse, he ran away hiding in the forest where he met the Elemental Feline. He was abused because of his ability to use every element, but now that he has a great beast under his control which makes him stand out.

“This was a trap?” Spec asked. Wick nodded his head while smirking. “What now? I know you’re not going to let me go free.”

“I’m not fleeing… they are.” He pointed at the siblings. They looked at him, eyes wide, and opened mouths.

“We will protect Atraciral with our lives!” Mike declared while pointing his sword at the heavens.

Tian’s smile disappeared at the snap of a finger. He had on a serious expression, staring Avin in the eyes. “She’s on the way.”

“Damn!” Mido shouted, shattering a window with his fist. “Damn… how did he survive?” He thought out loud.

A sequel to the first volume which holds ten short stories ranging from fantasy to horror to post-apocalyptic. Each short story is 3,000 words or longer - the minimum will change with future volumes.

“You know you’re surrounded, so how about this? Give us the women and we’ll let the others live? That’s a fair deal, isn’t it?” The leader of the caravan, a green mohawk man, shouted.

Tyler was abused by his family and after years of constant abuse, he ran away hiding in the forest where he met the Elemental Feline. He was abused because of his ability to use every element, but now that he has a great beast under his control which makes him stand out.

“This was a trap?” Spec asked. Wick nodded his head while smirking. “What now? I know you’re not going to let me go free.”