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puzzled.
    Zavier pointed to the dolphin’s head on the map. “This is Bluebell Wood, and the entrance into Liberty lies just about here,” he explained, tapping the part on the map just above the dolphin’s nose. “It was morning when I brought you into Liberty, the safest time of day to travel, and I chose the southernmost path from the entrance to Serenity Sunrise Beach, ensuring that we journeyed as far away from Shabriri Swamp as possible.”
    â€œShabriri Swamp? Now that does sound dangerous!” Christian gulped.
    â€œYes, it is dangerous, very dangerous indeed. It is home to the Nomeds and their king… Balam.”
    â€œWhere is this swamp?” Grace asked.
    â€œIt is in the northern region of Bluebell Wood. Round about here,” Zavier answered, poking the stick just behind where the dolphin’s eye would be.
    â€œWell, that’s not far away enough for my liking.” Christian shuddered.
    â€œOh Chris don’t be such a wuss,” Grace griped. “We smashed those Nomeds before and we can smash ‘em again,” she exclaimed, waving a clenched fist in front of his face.
    Chris grabbed Grace’s knuckles and pushed her fisted hand away “No, Grace, we won’t be able to smash ‘em, we don’t even have any super powers. We’re just normal kids and those Nomeds are more likely to bash us!” he shouted angrily.
    â€œBut we did send them flying across my garden, we have got powers,” Grace argued.
    Ice perched on a log beside Grace and weaved her head, contemplating whether or not to tell her the truth, and then she said. “I’m afraid not, Grace, it wasn’t you or Christian that sent the Nomeds flying across your garden that night, it was me. I used a propelling enchantment on the Nomeds. I was protecting you. You see, if I had allowed the Fire Nomed Adramalech to get any closer to you, he may have burnt you or even worse, killed you.”
    â€œSo what are you saying? We haven’t got, and never did have, any powers then?”
    â€œI told you, sweet child, only those that has the blood of Liberty a-running through their veins gets to has the magic and the power,” Abigail interjected from her nearby grazing spot.
    â€œI told you,” Chris mumbled.
    â€œNow, listen to me and listen carefully,” Zavier commanded, regaining control of the conversation. “The reason that you are both here is because Liberty is in great danger from the Nomeds. If we don’t find a way to destroy them they will conquer the realm, and when their food supply runs out here in Liberty they will invade your world, and they will feed on your kind. I’m sorry to have to be so blunt, but you needed to know.
    â€œNow, the Great Prophet foresaw that Humans are essential if we are to win this fight. Don’t ask me why, but if the Prophet says that you are needed, then needed you are. The Berthold of the realm were told to gather some good Humans, and we decided to start with you. And yes, Grace, you do have magical powers. Abigail was wrong to say that you have to be born in Liberty to have them. You are good and kind, and those are two of the most precious and magical powers that anyone can possess. So you see, your kind hearts, combined with our power and magic, will form a lethal combination of magical-good and with enough good, we
will
overcome evil!”
    â€œOkay, okay, I get it, you need us,” Christian snapped. “But to be honest I don’t see how we can help that much… and I… well, I… I’m scared, okay. There, I said it. I’m scared, all right!”
    Chris covered his face with his hands and tried his hardest not to sob.
    Zavier walked over to Christian and pulled his hands away from his face. “I cannot one hundred per-cent guarantee your safety, but you should know that I would sacrifice myself in order to protect you. I think I know a way in which I can