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Coconut Bee
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... Power swirls around the circle, arcs of red lightning shoot out ine all directions, harmless but impressive. I smile. Yes. I have truly drawn the strongest card!
The power coaleses at the center of the circle, a smaller form than I expected. He is roughly half my height, encased in strange armor, a bread running down his front, wild and untamed as his class implies. His eyes and face, what I can see of it, are strange, and his arms look impressively stongas they reach down and grip the axe. Our eyes lock, and for a moment, I see the madness in them, bound only by my willpower. A silent exchange takes place, and then... silence.
I feel a burning on the back of my hand, a symbol branded there, marking me as a master in this bloody and deadly contest. With it, I may command my Servant absolutely up to three times, pushing the limits of what is and is not possible. On the third stroke, I will lose control and a stake at my goal. I must use this sparingly.
It is over. I have summoned my Servant and bound him. I am in my home, in the basement. I live alone, deep in the woods near town. The other Artefacts are gone, destroyed or taken I have no idea.
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