"I wouldn't call me old, you hunk of evil." Glaedr growls, a puff of smoke rolling out his nostrils.
Jet laughs mockingly. "I would bow to you, but in logic, your not the king of your kind. Gawain still lives.." He smirks. "But he's under my control."
"WHAT?!" Glaedr's eyes widen in horror as the shimmering crystal blue form of Gawain rises from the forest nearby, letting out an metallic, terrifying roar.
Pixal yelps as the house shook. She quickly ran to a window and gazed out. Moments later, nearly all the color drains from her eyes.
UniKitty giggles. "I was just eating a chocolate doughnut and drinking a lattee"











