anyone in the land. Then came the Seven Warriors. Seven humans born with extraordinary powers over the elements. Fire was born first. Then came Earth, Sky, Water, Industry, Nature, and finally Ice. The Warriors saved the human race, and peace spread across the land. The seven Warriors then lived out the rest of their days as peace keepers keeping a healthy balance between the elements. As each of the Warriors neared the end of their days a replacement was born. Generations of Warriors continued, keeping balance in the the land, when an ice warrior named Prunemal was born. Prunemal didn't understand the point of using her ice powers to benefit humanity, but every time she lashed out the other Warriors, lead by fire, would put her back in her
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I went to investigate when suddenly an army of ghost, shadow people attacked. Naturally, I defended myself and blocked the oncoming punch, but something wasn't right. As soon as I touched the creature time seemed to stop. I felt a darkness coming over me. I was in a trance I couldn't force myself to move, and I could feel my own thoughts being lost into space. The spot on my arm where I had touched the creatures had turned the same color as the monsters, charcoal. The color began to spread up my arm the longer I touched the things. I had to run. Using as much willpower as I could muster, I moved my arm away from the beasts. I was awakened from the trance by pain shooting up my arm. I had no time to tend to my arm. I turned and ran from the beats with them following close behind. I needed to let the others know without leading the things to them, so I came up with a plan. I would lead the things (I'm going to call them Ash people from now on for consistency) to the area of the woods across the opening in the trees from where the others are sitting. They will be on their guard and will hopefully see me run by. After that the plan gets really risky. In order to lose the Ash People, I would run through the mountain path. There is a sharp turn along the path. I will use a vine from a tree on the other side of the turn to swing around the turn. The Ash People are running too fast to make the turn and will plummet off the side of the
I went to investigate when suddenly an army of ghost, shadow people attacked. Naturally, I defended myself and blocked the oncoming punch, but something wasn't right. As soon as I touched the creature time seemed to stop. I felt a darkness coming over me. I was in a trance I couldn't force myself to move, and I could feel my own thoughts being lost into space. The spot on my arm where I had touched the creatures had turned the same color as the monsters, charcoal. The color began to spread up my arm the longer I touched the things. I had to run. Using as much willpower as I could muster, I moved my arm away from the beasts. I was awakened from the trance by pain shooting up my arm. I had no time to tend to my arm. I turned and ran from the beats with them following close behind. I needed to let the others know without leading the things to them, so I came up with a plan. I would lead the things (I'm going to call them Ash people from now on for consistency) to the area of the woods across the opening in the trees from where the others are sitting. They will be on their guard and will hopefully see me run by. After that the plan gets really risky. In order to lose the Ash People, I would run through the mountain path. There is a sharp turn along the path. I will use a vine from a tree on the other side of the turn to swing around the turn. The Ash People are running too fast to make the turn and will plummet off the side of the