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143. Creative Application of Force

Rhys blinked awake, then sat up. He laid on the floor of the second story of the tavern, in someone’s bedroll. As mages, they didn’t really need to sleep, and as a result, they didn’t have be...

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142. Going on the Offensive

The more he watched, the more he understood. Less is More could reach outside of his body, but not far; only a five-foot radius or so, at best. He couldn’t target its abilities; in other words, h...

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141. Less is More

A/N: Thanks for all the support, guys! I'm getting my feet back under me. Back on the writing train!

Time passed. Their profits grew, and Rhys purchased the building outrigh...

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140. Unexpected Visit

A/N: Sorry, guys! Didn't mean to skip yesterday. Spent the whole weekend at a wedding and I was exhausted. I usually spend the weekends pre-writing the week's chapters, so this is a setback...

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139. Water Syndicate vs. Snack Shack

Business continued to flow freely. Potatoes flowed out, fried into delicious golden chips and fries, and gold flowed in. A few days passed. Rhys checked on the raccoon’s farm and watched as the r...

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138. Calamity

Just as Logan leaned forward to spit fire, the earth erupted behind him. A flash of bony white shot out of the soil and pierced through the back of his head, bursting out his eye socket. He pitched...

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137. Boss Fight

As promised, the man led them straight through the woods. They didn’t even grow close enough for Rhys to sense any other booby traps, which was unfortunate; they’d been an empowering experience...

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136. No Curses, Only Dealers

Jay blinked awake, lost. He looked around him, dazed. He’d been in the safehouse, so why was he back in the tunnels? Had he blacked out again? Another digging accident, maybe? He started to stand...

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135. A Curse? Oh Goody!

Rhys held his breath and pulled his aura in. Stepping quietly over the floor, with the help of some decrepit floorboards he’d insisted Orlen not fix and Trash Step, he approached the other room. ...

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134. Grand Opening

They opened the next morning, spreading a Grand Opening banner made of scrap fabric, which one of the mages good with a brush and with decent handwriting had fixed up nicely. SNACK SHOP was blazone...

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133. Open Shop

The mages were efficient. By the time he brewed up another vat of soda, the chips and fries were already stored away in storage rings and ready to be transported. Rhys put the soda in his ring, and...

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132. Byproducts

Rhys lifted his hands over the water and activated Trash Manipulation. He didn’t immediately latch onto any object or pull anything toward him, but simply stretched out Trash Manipulation, search...

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131. Disregard Women, Acquire Soda

Korii came out to meet them, intercepting Rhys with a hand on her sword and a wary expression on her face. She looked Sable and the skeleton up and down, then, in a forcedly neutral tone, asked, ...

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130. Homeward Bound

Once more, Rhys mounted his skeleton warrior. The skeleton was a little larger now, and faster, what with the extra bone he could use to make a more complete projection. Sable perched on its should...

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129. Is This a Remnant Weapon?

The hand clawed at the earth, fingers curling up on the surface of the earth, and a figure emerged from the filth. Rhys stared for a second, struggling to compute what he was seeing. He’d expecte...

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407. The System

The blue light faded. Ike blinked, looking around. He stood in a strange space. The entire room was made up of blue energy, low, glimmering light shooting through the dimmer energy in veins. A big ...

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406. One Last Task

Everything went quiet. For a long moment, it was just the three of them, standing on the roof, looking down at the rubble of Brightbriar’s tower and all his puppets.

“Should we go?”

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128. Skelly Boy

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405. Giant Puppet Monster Man

The hand, formed of human-sized puppets, swept toward Ike and Mag, while Wisp skittered over the monster’s back, pulling puppets off the giant Brightbriar puppet, slowly tearing it apart. Strange...

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127. Long Route Home

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404. Not This Time

Ike sent the Hungry Sword into his storage ring and grabbed Brightbriar’s hand with both of his. Using all his strength, his aether, his Storm Clad and metal hands, he pried Brightbriar’s hands...

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126. Dumpster Fire

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125. Killing Farm

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403. Drop

Ike and Brightbriar fell. As they fell, they exchanged blows. Ike swung the Hungry Sword, and Brightbriar countered with his own, the two of them clashing at high speed. Sparks flew, and the clatte...

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124. Eyes Full of Vengeance

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402. Unknowable

To tell the truth, even Ike didn’t know if Brightbriar had done the right thing or not by killing the Pillar of the World, the greater being. All he knew were the facts—the truth that Brightbri...

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401. End of a World

Ike opened his eyes. Brightbriar stood before him, on the other side of the strange fluid and the broken glass. He saw him in a new light now, with the last fragment’s memories still fresh in his...

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123. Easy as 1, 2, 3

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122. Crafting Fries

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400. Never Get It Back

Brightbriar lunged at him, hands gripping for Ike’s throat, his face distorted in hatred and anger. “You understand nothing.”

“No, I think I understand everything,” Ike retorted. Li...

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