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On the third day of Rise of Iron, my true love gave to me:
Three exotic swords!
"You did WHAT!?" Alex exclaimed as Sierra blinked serenely up at him from where she hung upside-down from the branch of a tree in the usually off-limits section of the Tower known as Bannerfall. Not a whole lot of Guardians came in here, mostly because of Shaxx's Crucible matches; an off-duty Guardian getting shot in the face by accident made it an awkward match for the participants.
"I hid the Dark Drinker." she repeated, yawning, crossing her arms and swinging casually, her long, auburn hair flowing in the light breeze. There was a long pause.
"He's going to kill you." Alex stated.
" I know. That's why I went ahead and hid all three of them; why get killed if you're only going to do the job part-way." she reasoned, shrugging. Alex paled.
"All three?" he whispered faintly, paling.
"Yup!" she chirped cheerily. "Oh, and I kinda hid the Bolt Caster at your place; hope you don't mind!
Alex looked like he might be sick.
"ALLLL! SIERRRAA!" roared an angry voice. Alex whirled around to see the raving-mad Titan Carlton Evens rushing towards them, all three exotic swords cradled in his arms. If looks could kill, both Alex and Sierra would be dead ten times over. He picked up Raze Lighter, waving it in the air.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU BOTH WITH ALL THREE OF THESE!" he screamed. Alex felt Sierra pat him on the shoulder, dropping from the tree to land on her feet.
"Now's when we star running, mate." She told him in a British accent.
So, they ran.
Okay, so this was shamefully short. Don't worry, this next one will make up for it. For tomorrow, we head to the Reef, where it turns out that a certain scribe is deathly afraid of spiders... For some reason bold text won't work right now.
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