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He looked back with a wild look in his eye, panting loudly. He adjusted his staff as he ran through the well-worn pathway through the Titanic Plains. He looked forward, ignoring his hood falling off and his short purple hair streaming behind him. He heard a whining sound as a black crow’s feather floated past him to land on the ground next to him.
There is a burst of dark energy as a giant slash splits the sky open. All manners of horrible creatures spill out, surrounding the figure in the road. The Black Knight is levitating above the enemy on his horse with his sword Deathcalibur glinting next to him. The King points it forward in a silent challenge to the wizard, directing his army to attack him.
The wizard hesitates and then bangs his staff on the ground. “Ifaras zaras yezaras….ifaris zaris yezarik….o brave knight, swift as the wind! Heed my call!” He chanted.
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She sat on the bed and it shifted in her weight. She tucked in the little hoglet, who blinked big green eyes.
“Dada! Dada! Will you tell me a story?” The hoglet asked.
“Sure, kiddo. What type of story do ya wanna hear?” She chuckled.
“Can I hear about one of your adventures from when you were a hero?”
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A portal appears under me and I fall through, faceplantin’ on the ground. The two chili dogs I had been holdin’ falls through the air next to me. I manage to get up quickly an’ I grab one and rushes to catch it before it falls on the floor. I do catch it just in time. The rings in the pouch that hangs by my waist jingles, knockin’ against one another as I stand up.
“Hey, where am I?” I ask, lookin’ ’round. I am standin’ in the middle of a dirt path surrounded by grass.
A hooded figure moves towards me and takes off their hood, revealing short purple hair and light blue eyes—almost reminiscent of my friend Tails back home. “Being from ’nother world! Forgive my abrupt summons!” They exclaim.
“Oh, I get it! This is probably an ‘after-shock’ of the events a week ago*, huh? Don’t worry, I can handle this!” I say an’ point to myself. I eat one chili dog and throw the other one up into the air. I run ’round and defeat all o’ the monsters.
I catch my chili dog in my hand as I get ready to charge at the large, looming figure floating in the air a few meters away.
“No! You mustn't!” The person yells, grabbin’ my wrist and pullin’ me back, stoppin’ my momentum. The person raises his staff in the air, generatin’ a twister around us that knocks away my remainin’ chili dog.
“Noooooooooo!” I cry, reachin’ fo’ the chili dogs as the wizard and I disappear in a poof of magic.
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“Whoa, what’s in the bag? What rings are you talking about, Dada?”
“Uhhhh….it’s a long story.”
“Oh….okay.”
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Ruby eyes traced the retreating figures of the Royal Wizard and the new hedgehog. Her arms were crossed, applying a slight pressure to her chestplate. A large shadow fell over them and the four knights standing up kneeled to the King.
“I shall give chase. Spread out and go after them. Slay on sight!” Their King commands, sheathing his sword Deathcalibur and he flies away, leaving the four knights behind.
Sir Percival, out of the four of them, is the first to stand up. “Let’s go.” He said, helping up his fellow knight, Sir Galahad.
“Yes. I shall head west, to confront them in the deep woods.” Galahad said firmly, spinning her rhombus-like blade in her armored hand.
“Must we go after them? He is the Royal Wizard after all!” Sir Gawain blurted, standing up and stomping her armored foot.
“Are you questioning the orders of our King?” She demanded. When Sir Gawain attempted answering, she cut her off. “The King’s orders are absolute , Gawain.”
“Yes, but….!” Sir Gawain tried. “Lancelot….!”
“Without loyalty to the King, we are nothing .” Sir Percival and Sir Galahad chimed in.
She nodded and stood up to go, checking to make sure she had everything that was her’s. Lancelot left the scene, readying Arondight for another grueling day of training.
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His fellow knights still stood there long after Sir Lancelot left them behind. Sir Galahad sent him a look before she floated off using their magic to fly away. Sir Gawain dug into the ground, dirt flying up as her spiked knuckles dug into the dirt; she disappeared in a cloud of dust, leaving him behind.
He stretched and turned in the direction that the King had flown away in.
“Still, the King….he has changed. And this kingdom….”
He trailed off and hopped off the ledge, ready to slay this so-called “Knight of the Wind”.