The Rival Arrives...
"What the?" Petra yelled.
"Oh, God, they found us!" Gil whispered. Lukas walked up to the tree the people were hiding behind.
"Why are you here?" He asked. Aiden made a guilty face.
"Lukas? Well, long time, no see." He stood up. He looked at the small crowd of people. "And The Order Of The Losers!"
"Hey!" Lukas snapped. "Don't talk about them, like that!"
"What are YOU gonna do about it?" Aiden pushed him back. Lukas pushed him harder, in defense. "Oh ho, so you wanna play that way..."
Aiden drew his sword.
"Aiden, stop." Lukas pleaded. He started to back up.
"Aiden, leave him alone!" Petra yelled. Aiden was shocked, as much as everyone else. Petra hasn't risen her voice ever since the wither storm. She covered her mouth.
A while passed, since anyone spoke. Then it broke.
"Fine! Get out of here! Go steal some treasure to keep for yourselves, we'll be here waiting for you to rub it in our faces!"
Everyone walked away, pretending nothing happened. The group passed the swamp, and arrived in the desert.
"Didn't Ivor say that the temple was around here?" Olivia asked.
"Yeah." Petra said.
"Thanks, Petra."
"Who's Petra?" She asked. Everyone stared back at her, her eyes changed to another color...
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