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The Four Kings of PRIDE

on April 19th four brothers are born. All four fated to do great things in there futures. There father a king is over joyed at there births, happy to see which one of his sons is going to be his heir for the throne. But in this kingdom there can only be one king.

GavinG · Fantasy
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The Red Rascal Is Here!

Chapter 135 The Red Rascal Is Here!

Noje Village:

Grabbing Dirosa by her hair as he peers down at her with his sleepy nonchalant eyes, Dimo says with an arrogant sounding tone, I'll admit, you were pretty enjoyable to thrash around but. Alas you're not the person I want, nor will you tell me where he is, so with that being said you can die now.

Swiping his blade down as it's about to make contact with Dirosa's head, zipping like a bee on a flower, coming out of nowhere as something shiny strikes Dimo's hand with the Sai blade he was about to use to deal the final blow to Dirosa. Piercing his hand a shuriken protrudes from it, gah! What the hell?! Said by Dimo in an aloof and confused tone.

Drip! Drip! Drip! Trickling down from his arm a nice stream of blood splats on the concrete of the ruined town, looking down at his nasty little wound with an annoyed and puzzled face as he examines the item that is still lodged in his hand, focusing his eyes on the metal material, opening his mouth to speak, Dimo says, is this a throwing star?

That it is my friend! Said by a voice booming out of nowhere, as both their faces light up in shock as to who said that, swiveling both their heads to find where that voice came from, Dirosa and Dimo say in an unintended unison, who said that? Up here! Hearing the hyper voice, following their instructions both combatants' glance up.

Seeing someone stand up on top of one of the destroyed buildings of the wrecked village town, smiling with a bright and energetic smile as he looks down, a small red headed young man says with his arms folded and his legs spread apart by a couple of inches, shouts out, hey Dirosa! Squinting her eyes as she tries to concentrate her gaze on the flame haired individual, with her eyes perking up at finally recognizing the high-spirited young man, forming a smile on her bruised and slightly swollen face, Dirosa says with an elated and calm tone, Mondo.

Leaping off the roof he was previously standing on like a rabbit, with his small stumpy little feet hitting the pavement, Mondo says with a shining star type of charisma vortexting out of his voice, that's right the one and only! So never fear The Red Rascal is here!

End of Chapter 135