“No.” Iola shook her head in alarm. “I need not an escort so large lest my people fear another sortie from Sidusca. If you can spare one man...”
“Let me guess who.” Dacia grinned and glanced over her shoulder. “That imbecile you’re in love with.”
“Wontanlaen is a myth... a made up boogieman to keep restless younglings in line.” Eldrek laughed at the bent old mage. “You have to do better than that, old one.”
“You dare defy me!” The gangly wizard, long white hair and beard flowing wild, shrieked and lunged at the mighty Diabane with slivers of lightning crackling at his bony fingertips. “You forfeit your life, Diabane whelp.”
"Jonathan Hyodo." He replied. "Jon for short."
"I remember. Believe it or not, I was actually sober last night."
“Wow… That’s really…” Alex tried to find the right word. “Unethical.”
“We’re committing some war crimes anyway, a couple more won’t hurt.” Jay got on-board with a sour look.
My release schedule on Tapas just needs to catch up with how far I've written in back-log.
“I think sweaty ladies are very sexy,” she said, and Seraphina felt her mouth drop slightly.
“I...wow, that’s...ok then,” she tried to laugh but it felt forced.
Although I'm cheating a bit, cause it's from a sort of standalone chapter I just posted in there lol
“Can you hear me?” I asked.
Wordlessly, the scorpion stood up and stared at me. Its eyes had become dull and glazed over. With a small click of its mouth pieces, it spoke to me in a deep, gravelly voice.
“I’m going to tear you apart.”
I-I said s-sorry.” Chūshi was by no means small or weak, but something about Aoto’s grip weakened him. He cleared his throat, still boring holes into Aoto’s black tennis shoes with his gaze. “Won’t happen again. So, uh, l-let me go?”
The air, already still, froze. Almost as if Aoto’s black hole rippled and expanded until only the two of them remained. “How can I let you go when you sound unsure of it yourself?"
“No one has seen Marco in years, and I don’t think Mark has seen him since Millie and Jasper died. I think Mark may have known they were haunting him. I have a hunch on why he gave his choker to me. It wasn’t to remember Millie at all! I think he was trying to sabotage me!” He exclaimed.
“Well, that may make sense and I wouldn’t put it past Mark to do that. His ‘nice boy‘ act towards you sounds fake as hell from what you told me.” Chantel sighed, rubbing her head in stress. “Argh, we have too many issues going on at once!” Her head spun from dealing with the mystery of the Rise of Light to the haunting from Millie and Jasper.
Out of context is so much fun, isn't it? 
I let his words swim around in my head for a while, still frowning. "Jack, are you trying to ask me to have your baby?"
He let out a long breath. "Oh, Gods, you could understand the mess that just slipped out." He began to massage his temple with his free hand, face scrunched in pain.
“We are the chosen, dear Maedra...” Sora looked at the older girl with sadness. “We are the ones who will save the world... but we have much to lose to do this... much to sacrifice.”
“Sounds perfect!” Hari shook his head, unable to contain his exasperation any longer. “Our world is torn away from us and now we need to sacrifice our lives to save it.”
“Tell us, tree dweller,” Eldrek asked as he placed a massive arm across his fellow Diabane’s broad chest to hold him back. “What do you make of this place of ancient ruin?”
“Aye, cave dwellers.” Calozel replied with venom. “We are aware of everything. Our knowledge is passed down for generations.”
“Why? You an orphan or something?” His bluntness was somehow abrasive, charming, and refreshing all at once.
“In a way.”
The door cracked a little, and I managed to catch a peek of someone’s eyeball. “Felicia?” Kate asked as she opened the door wider.
I brushed past her quickly. “I’d be more polite, but as you can see, I’m kind of half-naked here.”
“Hold!” Eldrek growled. “We have as much right on it as you.”
“Neither of you can claim it.” Wontanlaen crowed. “For it is soul bound and the owner is here.”
"I'm forgetting about going back. It's hard to think about it out here. If you need to worry about not starving to death the next day. You're out here. In the middle of all this vast landscape. With each step, the past seems to matter less and all that surrounds us takes us deeper into its embrace." Andrew received a few crooked looks in his direction, but no one said a thing.
"What do you miss the most? What is that one thing above all that you would bring into this world?" Anna asked everyone.
“Josh… I’m sorry…” her tears began to pour endlessly. “This is all my fault. I should have listened to you right from the start…”
“This is not your fault,” Josh tried to get up and crawl towards Sierra. “I am the one to blame,” he coughed out more blood. “I killed them, Sierra. I killed them all.”
“What is that?” Yuma asked.
“That... creates a mystical bond between Scruffy and I.” Maedra breathed, as she adjusted the tiara on her head. “I can sense him as if he were a part of me.”
“She… she turned us into freaks… monsters…” He chuckled, his degrading defeat humanizing him, “She used us…”
“No. She used you.” Tristan knelt down before Eric, gripping the larger man’s chin, glaring daggers into that one eye, “She made me into a monster. You… were just a rough draft.”
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