The One Snap Boy
Marcus Grant was a special child. Anything he wanted, he could have with a snap of his fingers. But life like that gets boring. He snapped away comfort, and his power, and thrust himself into a new world. One with new people to meet, new things to do, and new challenges to conquer. If you enjoy, be sure to drop some stones! You can contact me here: Discord: Stormzz#4473 My other work (WSA): https://www.webnovel.com/book/system-of-legends-i-will-lead-them-all!_23117959906254205
- A Hidden Figure
Focusing on the source of the movement, which came from a small cluster of bushes nearby a couple of trees, the group formed a crescent shape. Taeryn and Marketh, arguably the two strongest of the five there, were the closest, with Kiala being the furthest away.
Slowly, once their shape was made, they advanced closer to the source of the movement, moving slowly so not to alert whatever it was to their intentions.
Suddenly, a small boy rushed out of the bush, wielding an oversized stick as an impromptu weapon. As he came into view, one word came into Marcus's mind. Feral.
His clothes, or rather what was left of them, were dirty, torn and tattered. He was covered in dirt and his hair was unwashed, with individual strands sticking together thanks to mud and sweat.
"Careful," Taelen said to the others. "Don't harm them. It's just a child."