Page 9 - #2 Dive into Danger

“It’s not my first rodeo,” he types and then
runs past her yelling, “Die, you scumbags!” No
one is surprised when he slips in a puddle of
the fluorescent ooze she warned him about.

“Welcome to the rodeo,” she types, and I
can’t help laughing.
“LOL,” I type. “My friend got slimed and
schooled.”
Duffy complains, but I don’t care. Because
Pompomz is smiling.

Then I notice—his health bar is shrinking,
so his battle and this life is about to be over. I
worry and wish I had the confidence to heal
him myself. But the real healer is watching too.
Just as Duffy starts to fade, he gracefully raises

his healing elfin arms and a pulsing stream of
green light bursts from his fingertips. Duffy
is enveloped, and in an instant, his health is
restored.
Renewed, his war cries sound more
dangerous than ever. But there’s nothing truly

ferocious about Duffy or any of us.

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