“Also, I don’t think Arslan is going to really care whether you’re there or not,” Tahamine continued. “According to [name_m]Grisha[/name_m], he’s barely conscious half the time. I agreed to the ban because my baby boy doesn’t need you causing him another injury.”
Next word: conscious
The road wound its labyrinth before her, and [name_f]Astrid[/name_f] had already started to form an idea. Not consciously, but her foot pressed on the gas until she was pushing 120 kph. Then, she took her foot off the pedal, and, for a moment, she was flying.
next: foot
“Well, I’m sorry he was probably bullied as a kid, but that doesn’t make it okay to terrorize people after being fired,” Alfreed said while searching a tree. She sighed in frustration and shook her head. “Still no pages. Darn it!” She stamped her foot and ran to catch up with the others.
Next word: frustration
Aggravated, he shook his head frustration. They weren’t paying him nearly enough for this, he thought irritably.
Next word:aggravated
He meant to be calming but the ease of his tone only aggravated me.
Next word: easy
“Easy. Easy, it’s -”
Hali misstepped yet again and this time she fell directly on top of him.
“[name_f]Icy[/name_f],” [name_m]Xavier[/name_m] groaned, “Ça va?”
“Not a scratch on me. How 'bout you?”
“I’ll survive… most likely.”
Next: scratch
“Not. One. Scratch! Not. One. Bruise! [name_f]Do[/name_f] you understand?” Tahamine hissed, her blue eyes showing her anger at Andragoras putting her child in harm’s way. Andragoras timidly nodded, holding his hands up in surrender.
Next word: timid
“Maybe we can just… wait?” I suggest timidly. [name_f]Isla[/name_f]’s eyes flash.
“Wait?” She yells. “Wait while that- that thing works it’s way into my mother’s brain? Wait while my mother slowly gets turned into a pyromaniac? Wait?!?”
Next word: flash
“Oh, man, I’m gonna be late!” [name_m]Ludwig[/name_m] said worriedly. He pushed [name_m]Gilbert[/name_m] out of the bedroom, then got dressed in a flash, remembering to brush his hair in that same military-like style he preferred. Finally, he was ready and came out of the room, dressed in his usual camouflage jeans, black T-shirt, and dark green jacket, since the weather was cool out. “Okay, everyone. Ready?” Then he addressed his little brother. “[name_u]Gilly[/name_u], did you eat?”
Next word: military
Zac verified this for me later, lamenting about how difficult it was to stitch the wound on my shoulder and properly clean it while on the floor of a cell in a military boat, but I never stopped breathing.
Next: verify
“I wish someone had told me,” [name_f]Becka[/name_f] says, stalking into the room.
“It was no use.”
“Yes, it would’ve been!”
“No,” [name_f]Helena[/name_f] argued. “[name_f]Isla[/name_f] was already gone. We’re human, they’re pixies. Nobody before knew what happened when a human weapon hit a pixie. [name_m]Ah[/name_m], look! [name_f]Mira[/name_f]’s awakening!”
Next: Awaken
Krystiana Łukasiewicz awoke in her bedroom to the sound of the abnormally loud footsteps of her younger brother, [name_m]Feliks[/name_m]. She got out of bed and exited her room, following a curious trail of pink paint down the hall, downstairs, and out the door, where she saw that, not only were literally all the lights inside the house on, but the lights outside the house were on as well! The young woman saw that there was a ladder against the front of the house, and, on said ladder, was [name_m]Feliks[/name_m]! Krystiana’s jaw dropped when she saw that [name_m]Feliks[/name_m] was holding the can of paint and applying said paint to the house.
Next word: curious
“[name_m]Ah[/name_m], curious,” [name_f]Isla[/name_f] murmurs, reaching up to feel her wound.
“No, no!” [name_f]Mira[/name_f] cries. “[name_f]Isla[/name_f], dearest, I’m back! It’s me, your mother! [name_f]Mira[/name_f] Caravago!”
“[name_f]Mira[/name_f],” [name_f]Helena[/name_f] warns. “Get her hand away from that gash!”
Next: Gash
“Alright, listen—” As I placed the lantern on the forest floor, ready to deliver a speech that would’ve been as convoluted as it was nonsensical, a blade shot out from the bush beside me. Had I not moved, it would’ve sliced a deep gash down my torso.
Next: bush
“Get down!” [name_m]Daniel[/name_m] hissed, pulling [name_f]Lillian[/name_f] back behind the bushes, keeping a tight grip on her arm as they watched the group of hunters walking and looting what used to be their campsite.
“We can’t just let them do that!” [name_f]Lillian[/name_f] hissed back, trying to release herself from [name_m]Daniel[/name_m]’s grip even though she knew it would be futile.
Next: camp/campsite
Moments later, Andragoras, Arslan, and their reinforcements from Ecbatana Apartments and Pars Corporation arrived at the Atropatene Mall. The mall wouldn’t open for several hours yet, so the Pars soldiers, plus people from Lusitania Villas, set up camp outside, along with hundreds of other shoppers. They wasted no time in getting out their sleeping bags, blankets, and other necessities.
Next word: necessities
The massive entrance was spectacular- and necessary, for I am living in a dragon’s world, and dragons are most certainly not the smallest creatures.
(I used necessary because I didn’t have necessity/ies)
Next: dragon
“Go ahead,” [name_m]Xever[/name_m] replied on the other line. Fong heard him hang up, then put his own phone away. He and the other Purple Dragons looked at Arslan’s room, then looked at each other and nodded.
Next word: replied
[Lindarr] licks his lips nervously, as if he shouldn’t have said what he did. “Of course,” I reply hastily, so that he doesn’t change his mind. His face relaxes.
Next: relax
Kyle danced to whatever atrocious song was playing in his head as he got the materials out to take [name_f]Astrid[/name_f]’s blood. “Relax your arm, okay? This is barely gonna hurt, I am a professional.”
next: song