NOVEL NEXT Loop 257 - A Gift for Twonger
“Twonger, please, before you leave, may we have a word?” Glurm had reemerged from his house and managed to sneak up behind Twonger without him hearing a thing. The frog was as powerful as he was annoying Twonger mused.
“Yeah, and what word is that?” Twonger asked. He didn’t like the Frog waiting until he was alone for this.
“I can sense your loss and rage. Those can be very useful things to feed a spirit core. You should consider finding one. It will help you on your path,” Glurm said.
“Yeah, no, I’m good without adding another mind to my body,” Twonger replied.
“What’s more important to you, winning your war or hiding behind your fear?” Glurm asked, glaring again.
“This is why no one likes coming here, ya say shit like that, but you never actually help anyone do ya?” Twonger glared back. He wasn’t about to let the frog think he could intimidate him.
“What if I said this isn’t just for you? One of the mana spirits I’ve befriended in my very long life wants to join your fight, and for whatever reason, they think you’d be the best host,” Glurm answered more gently.
“Hah, so not everyone agrees with ya hiding on a moon. You know what? Fuck it. Hey, mana spirit, you got five seconds to follow me through this gateway. We will figure this out back in the void house. I’ve got shit to do!” Twonger yelled out this last part.
“Coming!” A loud booming voice replied, as what Twonger thought was a small mountain rose up and followed after him.