10 young men coiled under the wrath of Deedlit, the High-Elf. “What’s going
on?!?!! You better have an explanation Parn!”

Everyone winced. Ryo asked, “Why do I find that sneaking out the window is such
a good idea?” “Cause we won’t have to contend with her!” answered Kento.

They were all hiding. Parn, Rowan, Anubis, Sage, and Cye were under the table
(it was a really long table), while Ryo and Sekhmet were hiding behind the
couch, and Dais, Cale and Kento under the beds.

They heard footsteps and held their bated breath. Deedlit walked into the cabin.
Her gut feeling told her something was wrong she was sure of it. Her ears
twitched. Once. Twice. Three times. “Parn, where are you?” Of course, due to the
fate that awaited them, no one made a sound.

Everything would have gone fine, if it hadn’t been for Cale.

Apparently, a feather came out of nowhere and was tickling his nose. Which of
course made Cale inhale—
And—
“Ahhh-ahhhh-ahhhhhhhh-CCCCCCCHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Yep. With the force of more than a hundred tornados, everyone was blown to the
wall. And the place was a complete mess. Deedlit stood up, brushed and went over
to Parn, who only groaned at the sight of a steaming Deedlit.