Greetings all! Welcome to chapter 9 of Fist of the Sky! It's been a hot minute since we sat down to work on this one, but we've gotten quite a bit done since we finished chapter 8!
Creativity: Yeah, no kidding! We got another chapter of Limit Breaker out, one for Twilight Blade, I think one for Resurgence, and we've gotten two chapters of Before: KH done as well!
Author: Yeah, we have indeed been busy. As a bonus, we've been able to think up more than a few ideas for what shape chapter 9 will take!
Now then, before we get to the chapter proper, let's give our story recommendation for chapter 9: Unbroken by WingedPegasus. The premise is Adora and Catra trapped in a gorge with barely any supplies, no aid and the Sword of Protection damaged. Need I say anything else.
Well, let's not keep you all waiting any longer! We now proudly present chapter 9 of Fist of the Sky!
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"No target is out of reach so long as you still draw breath. Remember, the reach of your fist is not the limit of your range."
Ferah suddenly jolted awake, gasping for breath. She was sweating a bit, but not like from a particularly bad nightmare. However, she was still feeling shaky.
Slowly getting to her feet, she slowly walked across the room to where she'd left a glass of water on her desk and took a sip before she returned to her bed and took a deep breath while seating herself on the edge of her mattress.
This wasn't the first time she'd had a dream like this. Discounting the episode she'd had when she'd first met Razz and she called Ferah by another name, she'd had a dream like this during the night they'd spent in Plumeria after they'd destroyed the land-killing machine. It was always the same; a mix of human and unsettlingly alien voices that were distorted and difficult to make out. However, they were speaking in the same tone. It was cold and clinical, devoid of empathy for her. She somehow knew, instinctively, that she was the topic of discussion in these bits and pieces, but she could not for the life of her remember where she'd have heard something like this.
Then there was the other voice. That one had only shown up today and it felt different. It felt like it was her speaking, but at the same time, not. It certainly wasn't her voice. It was male for one. It was commanding and encouraging, kind of like how Charra had been when she was in 'teacher mode'. However, it felt less personal than Charra's tone.
Ferah shook her head. She was too tired to think about this stuff now. Despite the jolt awake earlier, her brain and body were already commanding her to return to the warm, fluffy embrace of the pillow and blankets and she couldn't muster the strength to resist their siren call. Besides, she had something she was looking forward to tomorrow, and she wanted to be well rested for it.
"You want to do what?"
"Spar! You know, fight each other for self improvement and, you know, fun?"
"I know what sparring is, but why do you want to fight me?"
"Uh, you're strong and you've obviously got fighting skills! Why wouldn't I wanna fight you?"
Glimmer and Bow watched the conversation between Adora and Ferah with rapt interest as they silently munched on breakfast. When Ferah had sprung that question in the middle of breakfast, Adora nearly choked on the bacon she'd been attacking at the time.
Glimmer and Bow weren't the only observers of this conversation either, though the other one was a lot more subtle in their interest. Queen Angella was subtly glancing the way of the two powerhouses. However, she often averted her gaze so as to not be caught staring. Well, that was one reason. The other was to reduce the nausea that began creeping into her gut when she saw the ungodly amounts of food that Ferah was somehow able to fit in her stomach.
"There isn't enough room within the whole of the human body to accommodate that much food, let alone the stomach." Angella thought, shuddering as she recalled mere minutes ago, when she first laid witness to the great massacre of breakfast by the dread beast Ferah.
"Come on, don't tell me you haven't been thinking about it! My powered up versus you as She Ra! It'd be epic!" Ferah exclaimed. Adora glanced away, looking a little embarrassed.
"I… might have considered it…" She reluctantly admitted. Ferah's eyes lit up almost comically.
"Really?! Come on, we gotta do it!" Ferah practically begged. However, before Adora could stammer out a response, Queen Angella rose to her feet after using a serviette to dab her mouth clean.
"Unfortunately, your sparring plans will need to be put on hold for now. We have a meeting in the war room in half an hour. I suggest you all finish whatever preparations you need for the meeting. Oh, and I'd put planning your exhibition match on hold for now. We all need to be present in body and mind for this meeting." She instructed before she left the dining hall. Ferah's face had fallen dramatically, to the point where Bow and Glimmer were sure that they could see tiny tears welling up in Ferah's eyes from having to postpone a match with She Ra. Adora on the other hand, looked incredibly relieved to have that conversation put on hold as she released a breath that she, nor anyone else had really noticed she'd been holding as she got up and also left the dining hall. Ferah followed her out not long afterwards, shoulders a bit slumped and her face downcast from Queen Angella putting her hopes on hold.
Half an hour later, Ferah was still feeling a little put out by having been forced to wait to even get an answer from Adora, but she put those feelings aside. She was participating in a war council, after all. She needed to at least pretend to be professional. To that end, she'd changed into the other outfit that Brightmoon's seamstresses had made for her. She stepped into the war room behind Adora and Glimmer, trying her best not to look nervous. She'd wound up sleeping through the first meeting that occurred when they reached Brightmoon, much to her chagrin, so she had to be on-point this time.
"Oh, right! We need to get you introduced to the other two princesses that are already in the Alliance." Bow suddenly remembered before he gestured to two strangers who were sitting on the far side of the room idly chatting before they noticed the newcomer and waved politely.
"That's Spinnerella and Netossa. We're not really sure what they do." Bow informed Ferah, whispering the latter half of the statement. Ferah politely waved back as Bow handled introductions before he gestured to Ferah's seat. Ferah glanced at it with surprise before turning to Bow.
"I thought I was just supposed to stand nearby and watch. Aren't only the Princesses supposed to be sitting at the table?" Ferah asked with confusion.
"I'm not a Princess and I'm on the council." Bow pointed out. Ferah crossed her arms.
"You're practically family and have been here… Actually, I don't know how long you've been here, but you've definitely been here longer than me." Ferah argued. Bow shrugged.
"Guess you'll have to ask Queen Angella." Bow replied. Ferah was still skeptical (and nervous. Very nervous) but she took the seat between Adora and Bow and waited until Angella and the rest of the council arrived, which consisted of only Angella herself and a dark skinned woman who was dressed similarly to the guards she'd seen around Brightmoon. She had a white scar across the bridge of her nose. She must have been that General that Glimmer had mentioned back in Plumeria.
The queen strode wordlessly to her chair and took a seat while the General took her own seat next to Glimmer.
"Alright, now that we are all assembled, let us begin. Council, we are here today to discuss plans to strengthen our position against the Horde. Does anyone have any suggestions?" Angella inquired. Almost immediately Glimmer's hand was in the air, waving frantically as she chanted 'me, me me me' in a desperate whisper. It was quite the sight to behold. Evidently, this was a common occurrence, given how the General was just looking apologetically at Queen Angella, and said queen was pinching her brow while sighing exasperatedly.
"Does anyone aside from Glimmer have an idea? Anything at all?" Angella inquired. Ferah wasn't sure, but she could have sworn she'd heard a note of desperation in her voice.
"Come on, mom! I got a great idea!" Glimmer declared, rising to her feet with militaristic precision that Ferah didn't know Glimmer could possess. Angella sighed and looked at Glimmer, making a reluctant gesture.
"Alright. Go ahead, Glimmer." Angella replied.
"I propose that me, Bow, Ferah and Adora continue our mission to recruit more princesses and rebuild the Princess Alliance." Glimmer stated. Ferah glanced between Glimmer and Angella. On the one hand, it was common sense to gather as many allies as possible against the Horde and considering every princess that Ferah had met so far (only two so far, not counting Spinnerella and Netossa) had powerful magical abilities, that was an asset that any military force would want to secure. On the other, that was the extent of Glimmer's plan? Ferah could have suggested that, and she knew next to nothing about military strategy. If they'd been talking single combat, then Ferah could have gone on for days. But large scale war? That was a topic that Charra had conspicuously avoided regarding combat. Not that Ferah had ever thought to ask.
"Glimmer, how many times do I need to remind you that the rest of the kingdoms chose to withdraw from the Alliance and face the Horde on their own terms. If that is their wish, then we need to respect that." Angella lectured. However, Glimmer obviously wasn't intent on backing down that easily.
"Mom… your majesty, I'm only proposing a diplomatic mission to Salineas. Look, I've seriously thought this through!" Glimmer assured her mother before she tapped a finger to the table they were sitting at. All of a sudden, a 3D projection of a map of Etheria appeared above the table, shocking Ferah enough to nearly cause her to fall out of her seat.
Once she'd recovered from the shock, Ferah took another look at the map. The territory held by the Rebellion and the Horde was displayed respectively. Peering closer, Ferah could even pick out the mountain range she'd grown up in. Charra had been very intent on making sure Ferah could read a map of Etheria.
"Look, any Horde force that intends to attack is via the sea has to go through Salineas, specifically through the Sea Gate. If we can forge an alliance with Princess Mermista, then we have complete control of the seas. We need the Salineans aid on this one, mom." Glimmer explained. Ferah stroked her chin thoughtfully.
"That actually sounds like a good idea." Ferah muttered as she thought about it. Glimmer beamed at Ferah before looking back at Angella, a wide, pleading grin on her face. Angella frowned and eyed the four teens carefully.
"The path to Salineas is dangerous, Glimmer. I'm not sure…" She started, only for Glimmer to interject.
"Mom, you don't need to worry! We've got the She Ra on our side, and we have Ferah! She survived on her own in the wilderness for a while! There's nothing that can't stop us with those two!" Glimmer declared dramatically.
"Umm, I don't know about Adora, but I can't walk on water or fly, so I think we'll also need a boat." Ferah pointed out.
"Alright, with She Ra, Ferah and a boat, there's nothing that can stop us!" Glimmer amended, still trying to keep the dramatic sound and look.
"Also, we'll need a sea captain to get there, since last I checked, none of us know how to sail." Adora added. Glimmer shot a look out of the corner of her eye at Adora before she looked back at Angella.
"With She Ra, Ferah, a boat and a sea captain, there's nothing that can stop us!" Glimmer tried again, but at this point the spectacle was oscillating between silly and sad. Angella just sighed again and pinched her brow.
"You will handle transportation on your own?" She asked.
"Yes." Glimmer answered instantly, back to standing at military attention.
"You'll travel to Salineas, and only Salineas?" Angella continued.
"Yes!" Glimmer answered yet again.
"And you'll do so for the purposes of diplomacy only, and will not engage in battle with Horde?" Angella pressed desperately. Glimmer vigorously nodded.
"Absolutely!" Glimmer promised. Ferah raised her hand.
"Barring self-defence!" She added. Glimmer shot Ferah a look that said, 'not helping'. Angella cast her gaze over all four of the teens before she finally gave in.
"Very well. You will travel to Salineas and speak to Princess Mermista. You will attempt to convince her to join the Rebellion and secure us the advantage in the naval battlefield. You will not attempt to engage the Horde. No unnecessary violence, and no collateral damage." Angella concluded. Glimmer cheered and then teleported over to Angella to give her a massive hug and a kiss on the cheek before she teleported back to the others, gathering them up in a massive hug.
"Umm, Glimmer, could you not? This is really uncomfortable…" Ferah groaned out, though her voice was a bit unintelligible due to her face being smooshed between Adora and Bow's. Unfortunately, it seemed that Glimmer wouldn't have heard her either way as she was currently way to happy with her mother's decision.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou, we won't let you down!" Glimmer exclaimed before she teleported them all out of the room. Unfortunately, since they'd been sitting down and/or been held up by Glimmer's impromptu group hug, Adora, Bow and Ferah all tumbled to the ground once they reappeared in Glimmer's room.
"I thought the distance you travel, and number of people caused you more strain when teleporting." Ferah mumbled from the ground as she got up and dusted herself off before she noticed that Glimmer looked a little loopy.
"Yeah, it does! Thanks for reminding me! You're a pal…" Glimmer giggled out before she started to fall over. Luckily, Adora was swift to catch her.
"Huh. Never seen this happen before." Bow muttered as he peered closer at Glimmer while stroking his chin. Ferah, on the other hand, grabbed a glass of water that had been conveniently sitting on Glimmer's desk before walking over to her and depositing the contents of the glass on Glimmer's face. Glimmer spluttered and shook her head as she snapped out of her stupor.
"Couldn't you have found something other than water?" Glimmer groaned as she got to her feet and grabbed a towel from one of the drawers in her room and dried off her face and hair. Ferah shrugged.
"It worked, didn't it? Anyway, now that we've got a plan, I'm going to go get changed before we get going." She replied before she strolled out the door and made her way down the hall and into her own room.
After getting changed into her normal clothes, Ferah began looking through her pack, rechecking inventory when she felt her hand bump across something rectangular. It felt like leather. Immediately, Ferah's heart caught before she slowly grabbed the object and withdrew it from the bag. It was a pair of journals, bound together with a length of twine. It had been so long since she'd had an opportunity to write in her own journal, she'd forgotten she'd had them. Hesitantly, Ferah undid the knot and laid out the journals in front of her. Both of them were leather-bound but were differentiated by color and age. The one on the left was a shade darker than burgundy and had more visible wrinkles than the other. The journal on the right was bound in jet black leather and the paper was less yellowed than the one on the left.
Ferah's hand slowly reached towards the older journal but stopped just as her finger was brushing the edge of the cover to lift it open. She stayed like that for a whole two minutes before she drew her hand back with a shaky sigh and eyes squeezed shut. She then opened the drawer to her desk and placed the older journal gently inside before adding the second one alongside it and shutting the drawer.
After a few more minutes of sitting at her desk, Ferah was jolted back to reality when she heard knocking at her door.
"Come in!" She called out. The door opened and Adora peaked around it.
"Hey, you ready to go? Glimmer's pretty eager to start heading over to Seaworthy." Adora asked. Ferah nodded.
"Yeah, I'm ready. Anything we need to bring along?" Ferah asked. Adora shook her head.
"Not this time. Seaworthy's not too far from here, so if we get there and hire a good ship and sea captain, we could probably get to Salineas before the day is out. Hopefully, Princess Mermista will grant us accommodations for our stay." Adora replied. Ferah nodded before she got to her feet and stepped out of the room with Adora. Glimmer and Bow were chatting just down the hall. When they noticed Ferah and Adora approaching they immediately waved excitedly.
"So, is everyone ready to go?" Glimmer asked. Ferah nodded.
"I did a bit of unpacking and a bit of repacking. I know we probably won't be spending too much time on the road, but I wanted to err on the side of caution. Ma would tan my hide if I went on a journey like this unprepared." Ferah stated as she adjusted her rucksack. It still had fresh water and non-perishable rations, though she'd gone out of her way to pick up a few more when they got back from Plumeria. Recently, her appetite had increased noticeably (too her. No one else could tell the difference) and she didn't want to be too hungry on the road.
"Well let's get going! We're burning daylight!" Glimmer exclaimed before she made a run for the gates Bow merely flashed them an enthusiastic grin, two thumbs up and then bolted after her.
"Do you think Glimmer is maybe… too enthusiastic about this?" Ferah asked. Adora shrugged.
"I think she's more excited that her mom is letting her go on this mission." Adora replied before she jogged off in pursuit of them with Ferah hurrying along behind. They eventually caught up to Bow and Glimmer at the gates. They were waiting patiently (not so patiently) for them to arrive, with Bow eagerly bouncing from the balls of his feet to his heels, while Glimmer was tapping her foot impatiently and had her arms crossed.
"Hey, you were the one who rushed off, not us." Ferah pointed out before Glimmer could complain about them being slow.
"But you guys were going sooo slooow! Come on, aren't you excited?! I've never been to Salineas!" Glimmer asked. Adora shook her head, but Ferah stroked her chin.
"I've never been personally, but there was someone from the village we lived near who came from Salineas. She always told me that if I was ever there, I should go to Selene's Saltwater Taffy. Apparently, the sweets there are to die for." Ferah said as her eyes glazed over as images of tooth-rotting, rush-inducing, sickeningly sweet, sugary delights danced across her vision.
"Uh, Ferah? You're drooling." Adora pointed out while giving Ferah a couple of shoulder shakes. Having snapped out of her sugary fantasy, Ferah's face reddened a shade before she sagged a bit in embarrassment. Glimmer grinned.
"Well, I know one place that we'll need to stop at once we're done recruiting Mermista for the Alliance." Glimmer declared as she pointed dramatically off into the distance.
"Uh, where are you pointing?" Adora asked.
"Why, in the direction of Seaworthy of course!" Glimmer replied, not moving from her previous position.
"But, you're pointing west. Seaworthy is to the North." Ferah pointed out, obviously confused by Glimmer's behaviour.
"Let me be dramatic!" Glimmer exclaimed at them, now pointing dramatically at Adora and Ferah, who just leaned back in surprise and a tinge of fear before Adora lightly pushed Glimmer's finger back.
"Well, I guess we should get going. Seaworthy isn't coming to us." Adora reminded them.
"Right! ONWARD!" Glimmer exclaimed before they began their trek. They were about ten minutes out, casually chatting when Ferah had a brief realization.
"So, what exactly is Seaworthy like?" Ferah asked as they rounded a bend.
"Oh, if half of what I heard about this place is true, it's amazing!" Bow exclaimed, glee dancing in his eyes.
"It's mostly inhabited by fish people and sailors. I've heard it's a bit of a tough place if you're not careful." Glimmer added. Immediately, Ferah's interest was piqued at the word 'tough' as she imagined the possibility of getting some fights in with tough-as-nails fish people and sailors.
"Well, we better get their quickly! I wanna see it for myself!" Ferah declared before she broke into a run, followed quickly by Bow, Glimmer and Adora who were also all grinning.
"Huh. I thought it'd be rowdier."
The Best Friend Squad, as Bow had taken to calling their merry band of four, had arrived at Seaworthy a few minutes ago and so far, it had been rather quiet. For a town that was famed for sailors and how supposedly rough it was, it felt oddly quiet, as Ferah had just observed.
"I mean, I guess rumors can be exaggerated and suuuu, that is so cool!" Bow exclaimed as a shark man strode past them without sparing them so much as a glance. Ferah lightly (very lightly) elbowed Bow in the side.
"We're trying not to draw attention!" She hissed at him.
"Oh, like you weren't thinking of trying to fight him!" Bow shot back with a smug grin. Ferah spluttered in response, leaving Bow to confidently stride away while Glimmer shot Ferah a similar look to Bow and Adora gave a nervous smile and a shrug that said, 'he's not wrong'. Ferah trailed behind them, hunched over, arms crossed and grumbling to themselves all the way to the docks, where they immediately found a seaside bar; an excellent place to look for a ship and captain to hire. The sounds of shouting, laughter and (most importantly) fisticuffs coming from inside was more than enough to perk Ferah right back up. If she didn't have her tail wound around her waist for safety's sake, it'd probably be flicking about in excitement.
They stepped through the door and were immediately greeted with quite the spectacle. Fish men and sailors as far as the eye could see. They were drinking, laughing, playing various games involving combinations of dice, cards and chips, brawling in various states of intoxication, so on and so forth. To Glimmer and Adora, it was… something. They weren't quite sure what to make of it. Ferah and Bow on the other hand, thought this was the best thing they'd ever laid eyes on. Everyone looked like a pirate, everyone was buff, and fights were happening everywhere.
"Uh, guys? You're both drooling." Glimmer muttered. When that didn't work, she smacked them both upside the head.
"Focus! We're here to find a sea captain and a ship!" She hissed to the two of them, who both rubbed the back of their heads from discomfort and embarrassment. Ferah also made sure to tighten her tail around her waist, trying to camouflage it as a belt. She didn't want it exposed in a rowdy place like this.
"Sorry, it's just that everyone here looks like a pirate! You know I love pirates!" Bow whispered a tad too audibly to Glimmer, who just groaned and dropped her face into her hand.
"We're just here for a ship and sea captain. That's it." She replied before heading to the bar, where a very jacked fish woman was washing one of the mugs.
"Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but we're looking to hire a sea captain." Glimmer inquired, though her tone turned meek when the fish woman turned her steely gaze on the princess. She jerked her head towards a booth at the back where one of the most absurdly muscled creatures all four members of the Best Friend Squad had ever laid eyes on. They appeared to be arm-wrestling someone with three fish women watching intently over the shoulders of the beefy fish man. After a few moments, the one on the other side of the booth pinned the fish man's arm to the table, securing their victory.
"Haha! Victory! Another round of drinks and put it on my friend's tab!" The man in the booth called out to the bar, though there wasn't much reaction from the rest of the bar's occupants. Either they were too drunk and/or too tough to care, or this was just a regular occurrence and not worth getting excited about.
The group approached the booth, not know what to expect. After all, someone who could beat someone that powerful in an arm-wrestling context had to be seriously strong.
So, they were naturally confused when they saw a flamboyant looking, well built man man with dark burgundy hair, a long, straight and thin moustache of matching color. He was dressed in a white shirt with cut outs on his chest, a red neckerchief, a blue jacket, brown braces, dark gray pants and brown boots that reached past his knees.
"Why, hello there! Would you by chance be yet another challenger? I'll have you know that I am undefeated in the art of arm wrestling!" The man declared.
"Oh, sorry sir, we aren't here to arm wrestle. We're interviewing sea captains for the job of ferrying us to Salineas. We were referred to you." Glimmer explained as she sat down at the seat the fish man had just been occupying and laced her fingers together in preparation for negotiations.
"interviewing? My friends, do you mean to tell me that you have not heard of the legendary Sea Hawk?!" The man exclaimed. The girls glanced around between themselves while Bow suddenly became very excited.
"Your name is Sea Hawk?!" Bow asked in awe, though he was immediately cut off by Ferah.
"Should we have heard of you?" She asked. The man gasped and dramatically slapped a hand over his heart.
"My dear girl, you wound me; wound me I say! Well then, allow me to introduce myself! I am Sea Hawk, master and commander of the seas! And for the record, I do not interview for positions. I am offered them." Sea Hawk declared with a hint of smugness to his voice. Ferah, Adora and Glimmer all gave him a deadpan stare while Bow just continued to stare in awe at the man.
"Well, we don't exactly know anything about you aside from your name and having 'sea' in your name is not a qualification." Glimmer muttered. Sea Hawk suddenly leapt to his feet and dramatically slammed one of his boots onto the table. Ferah could already tell that, should they select him, the voyage was going to be a long one.
"Well then younglings, allow me to enlighten you! I once ran the 50-klick Galebreath Gauntlet in less than 20 klicks and maneuvered the Serpentine with nary a chip in my bow! My shanties are so desirable, sirens fling themselves into sea at the sound! And because you are obviously wondering, my mustache is naturally shiny." Sea Hawk bragged before stroking said moustache. Ferah had to agree, the moustache was incredibly shiny.
"So shiny…" Bow whispered as he gazed upon the shimmering 'stache.
"Of course, my employ is contingent on whether or not you can afford me." Sea Hawk added with a smirk.
"I assure you Captain Sea Hawk, price is no object for us." Glimmer stated. Ferah couldn't help that they were wading into a unkind waters when she saw the gleam of amusement in Sea Hawk's eyes as he dramatically pulled a small roll of paper from somewhere in his coat and handed it to Glimmer, whose eyes widened to the size of saucers. Ferah looked over Glimmer's shoulder, let out a surprised yelp and fell backwards in shock.
"There is no way that price is worth it!" She shouted from the floor, drawing strange looks from the rest of the patrons of the bar.
"I can assure you that I am worth every coin." Sea Hawk stated, though it was clear from Adora and Glimmer's looks that Sea Hawk's claim was in doubt. Ferah frowned in thought. There was no way that Angella would let them live if they paid that obscene price for this guy, but that was weighed against the fact that, by the sound of it, this guys was their best option.
Suddenly, Ferah had an idea. She glanced at the others in the Best Friend Squad before her eyes locked with Adora's. She could tell that they'd come to the same conclusion, based on the smirks that were creeping across their faces. Now it was a case of who got to execute the plan. Adora motioned with her hand to Ferah, whose smirk widened.
"May I propose an alternative?" Ferah asked. Sea Hawk grinned.
"I don't see why not." He replied, gesturing welcomingly with both arms. Ferah grinned and motioned for Glimmer to get out of the seat. She looked confused but acquiesced with Ferah's request. Ferah took the seat and slammed her right elbow down on the table.
"A competition with the following stakes: I win, you take us to Salineas without seeing so much as a copper. We lose, we leave you alone and you never have to hear from us again. Deal?" Ferah challenged. Sea Hawk grinned.
"That deal is atrocious, but far be it from me to turn down a challenge! However, as I warned you, I am undefeated in arm wrestling! Allow me to show you how it's done, young lady!" He announced before he slammed his own elbow on the table and locked hands with Ferah. The contest had begun.
Ferah made a good show of struggling against Sea Hawk while Adora and Bow cheered her on. Glimmer was very non-plussed by this display, though she did watch it intently as she wanted to fix the look of shock upon Sea Hawk's face when Ferah put his hand right through the table.
"This contest is already won, missy! I once bested a Tyrosaur with biceps the size of my head in an arm wrestling contest that lasted two weeks!" Sea Hawk boasted. It was at this point that Ferah decided that she'd let this charade go on long enough and dropped the veil of struggle before she began to slowly, agonizingly push Sea Hawk's arm down towards the table before she stopped, a mere centimeter away from victory.
"What were you saying about a Tyrosaur?" She asked sweetly before she tapped his arm to the table. There was a round of cheering from the rest of the Best Friend Squad as Sea Hawk stared at his hand in shock and disbelief. After Ferah finished a round of high fives with the Best Friend Squad, she turned her gaze back to Sea Hawk.
"So, about that trip to Salineas?"
And that's where we'll end it for today! I really liked this chapter. Actually, it might be one of my favorites. Stuff just… clicked for it.
Creativity: Um, boss? Can we wrap it up quick, we got that other thing to take care of.
Author: Oh yeah, right. That.
So, real quick, those voices that showed up at the beginning of the chapter are going to become more recurring. Not every chapter, but they'll be common. I might also start making them a little more clear on what's being communicated, but it's not super important right now. That second voice though, that will get important later, for varying reasons. You'll see why.
Creativity: I thought we were keeping it brief.
Author: I am. That's all I wanted to get in for now.
So with that, I'll bid thee farewell. Thank you for reading, please review and we'll see you next time!