Chapter 40 - : 40 : This Is Tiring!
The place still smelled like burnt jellybeans and blood. Not even the glitter could cover it up anymore.
Aiden wiped his face with the back of his arm, smearing blood and sweat across his cheek, and leaned back against the cracked wall. His daggers hung in his grip like they weighed a hundred pounds each. He wasn’t even sure if they were sharp anymore. He wasn’t even sure he was anymore.
Luna stood next to him, bent over with her hands on her knees, chest rising and falling like she’d just run a marathon... with wolves chasing her. Her hybrid form flickered around the edges—like it wanted to stay but even it was getting tired. Her ears twitched, her tail drooped, and she looked like she was trying not to fall over.
Fluffynugget? Sitting pretty on a pile of rubble, casually licking his paws like none of this even happened.
"Okay," Aiden panted, looking around the battlefield, "that’s... fifty-nine so far, right?"
Lysandra stumbled toward him, hair wild, makeup smudged, barrier crystal glowing faintly in her hand. She looked like she’d been through hell and then dumped into a glitter factory.
"I’ve lost count," she said, flopping down beside him. "But I hate all of it. So that’s how I’m measuring progress now."
Ivy peeked out from behind her. "I haven’t even gotten dirty!"
"Rub it in, why don’t you," Luna muttered, still gasping.
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[SYSTEM NOTICE: WAVE 4 COMPLETED]
Enemies defeated: 15