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Trickster with Scales

    Shobek slowed his pace a little after a long walk, a light starting to peek at me as I walked behind him. Our footfalls were in sync as we approached the yawning room that was before us. Why are all of these guys' basements so large? I questioned silently to myself, glancing at the young boy, internally scolding myself about blindly following someone I don't know. If this was the normal world, I would run away from things like this. I mean, what kinda girl follows a guy she hardly knows into a basement? Or why would she EVER follow them knowing that they are from the supernatural?

    "Get your head out of the clouds. We'll start with the basics. I want you to do a jab, cross, jab, then an undercut." The boy glanced back at me as he walked a little further away.

    "As...in punching?" I followed a few feet behind him, watching him make himself comfortable atop a large rock. He looked down at me as he sat crisscrossed, watchin

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