Kambi Romane & Geschichten

he gave me a purple coloured fruit. " Thank you" I said as I ate the fruit, it was cold in my mouth " hmmmm it's delicious" "What's this one called?" I asked " It's called Cula friut" he replied. " I love it, I love them all apart from the red fruit I ate earlier" I said I could still feel the bitter taste on my tongue. Prince Liam laughed holding his stomach. It was the first time he was laughing and he looked more like Master Derek. " The Rodar friut , it's a medicinal friut. We usually give it to people who are in pains or in coma" he said and then something clicked on my mind.

Kamdiri calmly said to Kambiri, trying to calm him down because he also can figure out that Kambiri is not in an ordinary mood anymore "Solution from where exactly! where do you want us to go and seek this solution from, when you have tarnished the little solution we have!" Kambiri asked with an angry voice as he grabs Kamdi on his cloth using his hands "Kambi calm down please, look, I have already killed him and he is not returning back, just calm down let's get out of this place first, we must surely find a solution, I promise you that" Kamdiri calms him down.

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When she looks forward again, Cameron repeats his brother's proposal. _______________ Under the gaze of my magnificent father and this noble court, I would like to ask your hand in marriage. I promise you, Celine Coleman. Accepted? ______________ I promise you, Prince Cameron Crowther-his voice comes out strangely high and muffled, contrasting with his hard appearance. - Accepted. - With a triumphant smile, Celine returns to her seat and Cameron does the same. His smile, though, is as hard as armor, but the girl doesn't seem to notice. Out of nowhere, I feel a hand against my arm, and fingernails begin to scratch my skin. I struggle to hold back the urge to jump out of my chair. She doesn't

they all turned to the source of the voice and found a very beautiful woman , she comes into the light and bows before Gemini, " my queen what brings you to the forbidden realm?" They were all taken aback as to how she knew about it but she smiles, "my name is Raya and I am the shaman of the snake tribe, you come seeking the monument, well lucky for you, I have it in my possession but I stached it the forest of truth, it is called the humanity, and to get it you have to go out into the forest of truth and come back with it in 3 days or else you won't"

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Mbok Cenul nodded quickly. Kumara suddenly smiled showing off her bloodied red teeth. Mbok Cenul was immediately shocked. As if hypnotized, he instead paid attention to Kumara's mouth. "Why? You've run out of manganese, what's wrong? How come your mouth is gloomy? Kumara was silent. His eyes widened instantly. Just then, the Maghrib call to prayer rang out. Slowly Kumara's body rose to float in the air. "The chicken flies like this, doesn't it, Mbok?" The question came out of Kumara's mouth. Her white dress fluttered in the wind, her long hair became messy, along with the smell of fragrant flowers.

After the fish is cleaned, Aranjo takes it to the place where firewood is stacked. Pick a thin wooden stick and clean it using a knife and then pierce the fish that has been seasoned. It's time to light a fire, her magic ability has not been able to control the Earth's core elements namely water, air, fire, and earth. Aranjo looked at Griffin and asked, "Can you light a fire?" Griffin brought his beak closer to the pile of dry twigs he had arranged. Then he breathed his fire. Instantly, the fire lit up on a pile of twigs.

Cain pulled the knife from the sheath and held it up to observe it. The blade glinted in early morning sunlight that drifted through the windows. Cain placed the knife on the ground and slid it over me. It stopped just shy of my foot and I leaned down to pick it up. Examining it, I knew it was definitely a military-grade knife. "It's an Ari B'Lilah," Cain said. "It's an extreme use combat knife with the toughest and strongest penetrating point possible and one of the finest tactical combat weapons made in the world today—-specifically for the world's most elite counterterrorism unit, the Israeli YAMAN."

Bozo nodded to the commander, just as his squire handed him his helmet. “A question sir,” Chimba stammered, “I just want to know why? There are still kingdoms out there, waiting to bow down to your sovereignty. Why choose this cursed village? Why walk us into a diseased land? And all for what, for the Hawk? Another one of your subjects?” Bozo smiled and wore the helmet. It was made of silver but had been shaped like the face of a bull. Chimba’s sudden curiosity was beginning to get on his nerves, but he tried to swallow the man’s ignorance. He would reserve Chimba’s punishment for later.