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Welcome back to WIPpet Wednesday. As you probably know by now, it is hosted by the fantabulous K.L Schwengel and anyone can play. Post a date-related excerpt of your work in progress and add your link to the blog hop.

My WIPpet this week is a simple 9 paragraphs for the ninth month. No fancy math. Last week I posted my notes on the monsters. That way, you can call foul if I manage to mess up some detail or another. ๐Ÿ˜‰ In Arvid’s last post, she had just managed to convince the monsters to let her have a little potty break…

The throng of monsters finally disappeared. In spite of this concession to her needs, Arvid believed the monsters kept her in sight. Especially if they felt no shyness in regards to their own functions. She found a nice, big bush and buried herself in it to attend to business.

She was right. Seconds after she emerged, they all reappeared. She drew her dagger and crouched into a ready stance. โ€œThank you for letting me see to that. Iโ€™m ready now.โ€

The monsters nearest her looked around at each other. Mouths opened wide to display serrated teeth. Guttural noises rolled from throats. Tails lashed. Arvid took several deep breaths to calm herself. All she needed to take out was one. Unless they got Oya. Then she needed to take out three. One each for herself, Oya, and Kiano.

โ€œItโ€™s a funny little thing, isnโ€™t it?โ€

โ€œTragically confused, more like.โ€

โ€œDo you think this is the one from the prophecy?โ€

Arvid whipped her head to the left to gape at monster who spoke last. They knew of the prophecy? โ€œI- am.โ€

The guttural sounds stopped, the mouths closed, and the tails stilled. The monster stepped toward her. โ€œYou are the one sent to start a war? THE war? Youโ€ฆโ€ The spikes along his spine rippled while his expressionless face loomed closer. Arvid struggled to keep her breathing even, wishing his face would give away something of his intentions. He almost whispered, his tone a mingling of disbelief and indignation, โ€œYou are the reason thousands of innocents will be slaughtered?โ€

Arvid strained her neck to look up at the monster while her stomach flip-flopped. โ€œIโ€ฆโ€ The prophecy didnโ€™t mention a war or any innocents. โ€œIโ€™m supposed to rescue a wizard.โ€