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No. I couldn't stop shaking because my heart hadn't slowed down since I woke up. My muscles trembled with adrenalin pounding through my veins. I was working overtime. I was our main defender at the moment.

My muscles trembled as I sat down. I'd put in a lot of work. I needed to rest. The wall was going to go down soon. Even if I was strong I lacked the strength needed to hold back an army.

The wood I was staring at splintered under the pressure I was unknowingly applying. I stood up, and started pacing again. I was getting really tired of constantly losing ground. We were going to lose this battle. Without Wyatt we lacked the strength needed to hold the line.

This whole thing was becoming more frustrating then I wanted to deal with. Yet I had no choice. If I wanted Wyatt to live then this line had to hold. Another attack flew over the wall toward me. I blocked it effortlessly. Tossing it clear of the front line just as easily.

Savannah's flames bloomed outward away from the wall. Reminding me briefly of a flower as it spread. Five arrow shaped flames shot out of the flaming flower, and crashed through the nearest magical barriers with ease. Disappearing right after since they only had enough power to strike the weak points of the spells. Screams rang out as the flowery flames reached the enemy.

I didn't know if the attack managed to kill any of them. I didn't really care. I was focused on the battle, and I knew an opening when I saw one as I raised four logs into the air. Shooting them through the flames. The enemy wouldn't see the attack coming.

Savannah's flames caught, and began to devour the logs greedily. Turning the massive log sized spears into flaming log spears. The flames turned even more deadly as black spread through them. Men, and women fled from the flames. Creating a large opening in the enemies front lines.

Copper leapt out of the ground like a trap door spider, and drug down two men. Neither of which expected their enemy to come from beneath their feet. Bryce fist pumped from next to the ballista he'd built from scraps. Ducking behind it as bullets bounced off the barrier near him again. Now was not the time to celebrate small victories.

Power exploded out from behind us. Shattering all the barriers in it's path. Including the two protecting us. Gaia cried out in pain, and surprise. Aurora flinched away with a whimper. Many of our allies were thrown face first onto the ground, and many of the enemy were thrown back.

Savannah's dark flames were snuffed out by the sheer amount of power. I looked over the battlefield quickly to see that Savannah, and Jax were still standing as well. None of that massive power wave seemed to affect the three of us. That meant it was Wyatt's power. I glanced back to where Wyatt lay.

Was he coming back? I wondered briefly before looking out at the enemy. If this was the final stretch then all we needed to do was hold a bit longer. Spatial portals started manifesting among the enemy.

"Pull back to the inner ring," I shouted over the battlefield, "Goliath cover out retreat."

Goliath started growing in size at an incredible rate. If the enemy didn't know about his support before they new of it now. Many of the humans on the enemy side were thoroughly surprised that Goliath was on our side. The glittering white armor made from Aurora's scales grew with him. Making him look like some sort of holy giant.

An elf appeared in our ranks only to find my hand gripping his throat before he could act on it. I dug my fingers into his throat viciously. I was done playing with these fucking people. Anger coursed through me in waves. There was no way I was going to lose this close to the finish.

My eyes glowed intensely as my hair started turning blue. The elf's neck broke under my sheer grip strength. He wasn't the only one that had decided to manifest a portal. The confusion wasn't helping us deal with the enemy that could just appear within our ranks now. I growled as my teeth sharpened slightly.

***** Savannah

Something was wrong with Ethan. His speed, and strength had both increased greatly in the last thirty seconds. It was virtually impossible for his strength to increase with how exhausted he had to be. He hadn't slept for more then two hours at a time in three days. If anything he should be falling asleep on his feet.

Yet his strength, and speed was still increasing. His hair had taken a noticeably blue tint. There were other changes as well, but nothing I could pick out by just looking at him. I slammed a few more mana arrows into the weak points of the portals as they formed. Causing them to collapse or explode at random.

When they exploded our allies were thrown around by the shockwaves as if they weighed nothing. I tried to ease their landings, but fire wasn't exactly suited to protecting people, and I didn't have enough control over darkness to guarantee the survival of the people I sucked into the shadows. Never mind the fact that keeping people in the shadows continually drained mana. I sensed the shadow movement long before the elf emerged. Slashing at the man as soon as he emerged from the shadows.

My blade went through the flesh of his arm with ease. The deep gashes gushed blood as he recoiled from the sudden unexpected attack. His true presence was revealed for a few seconds in his surprise. I recognized his face about the same time I realized that he wasn't entirely human. I didn't know why I could tell he wasn't entirely human.

Maybe it was just instinct. I didn't know. What I did know for sure was that this guy was one of my fathers more promising students. I flinched away from the shadow blade that shot from my own shadow. I hadn't thought to form solid structures from the shadows themselves.

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Author note

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I did create a Patreon account although I am not sure how it works. I messed around with it a bit, and created a few different subscription options. My creator account is called Angelina's written word. I've never blogged or charged for anything like this before so I would appreciate any advice or tips you guys can give.

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A more personal note for Garage2u. I am incredibly grateful for your help, but I do not know if I can accept so much. I would not wish financial burden on anyone. That is why I asked for so little from each of you. If the amount you sent me burdens you in any way then I would like to return it.

I may be struggling, and I'm happy that you think I'm worth so much, but I do not want to hurt your finances by keeping so much. You have my email. I will gladly return what you sent if you send me yours. I cannot in good conscious burden another person. That is why I asked for so little from each of you.

5$ is just a coffee. We throw away that little on a daily basis. I don't care how much I am struggling. I do not want to harm any of you in any way. Even if it costs me.

I know that most 27 year old adults wouldn't ask for help in the first place, because they can ask their parents for help. I am the oldest of 12. My parents have never had any money to spare. I have paid rent since I got my first full time job less then a month after graduating high school, and haven't missed a payment in all these years. I don't posses any special skills that would get me good pay so I have always struggled with money.

I may be sleeping in my car, but I'm not done fighting yet. I still have my animals. They are my joy. My one, and only hobby besides writing. Even in my darkest moments, knowing that they needed me was enough to keep me going.

I don't know if I would survive losing them. Let alone continue to write. So yes. The idea that my grandparents will be selling the pasture off in a few years terrifies me because the chances of me finding another pasture that is willing to allow my animals year round without charging an arm, and a leg are so low I'd have to dig to find them. Then there's the fact that I don't want to move away from my family, and I still want to help support them if I can, but I can't help or support any of my family from where I am now.

Purchasing my grandparents house would allow them to retire, I would be able to keep the pasture the vast majority of my herd was born on, and I'd be able to help my family all at the same time. That's what I would like to do. The problem is that life almost never works out that way. I appreciate any help you can offer, but I would prefer to properly earn it.