Wednesday afternoon, a chill rolls in over the Rowan lake, though it's difficult to tell anywhere but on the surface. The waters grow dark and choppy, and even the sun hides behind the dingy grey clouds that have swept in to dampen Jhelbor
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"It has to be something we did or didn't do recently," he blurted.
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Okay then.
There was maybe a nanosecond where Sonic thought this was a bad, bad, bad idea. But guys like him didn't let those kinds of thoughts stop them.
He took off from his standing position, turning into a blue blur as he hurled himself at the side of the bubble. He threw his shoulder into it as he hit. It started to stretch into a little tunnel around him -- Sonic sped up. It stretched some more. It wasn't breaking, but that hadn't been his plan. His plan had been to attract her attention.
Yeah, this was probably a really bad idea.
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Recently.
Oh, balls.
Something to do with Brook herself?
"Stand strong," said Brook. "Words are the only weapons you have against her."
Too bad Brook was trembling too.
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Elimyr lets him stretch out the bubble, watches him as he makes his own little tunnel, and then when it's long enough, she pinches it in the center, forms a new sphere around Sonic, and closes it in tight until he can barely move. He wants to keep her away from them? Then he should watch. Elimyr presses Sonic right up against the edge, mere inches between him and his friends, but hardened like steel. So close, yet unable to touch, and then she starts to rise. Like steam, higher and higher the hotter her anger burns. How dare they. How dare they. He's supposed to be her friend. He's supposed to love her more than anything.
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