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Okay drum roll guys. Lorcan’s mask is gonna come off. And I need reactions from you all. He’s very very good looking soo maybe a few gasps from the ladies are in order hehe 😜 he has some scars here and there but like really cool ones that make him look awesome

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Lorcan watched as the crack slowly widened. “Get onto the wall,” he yelled. “That’s our only shot. Hurry!”

He didn’t hesitate as he leapt onto the wall, racing along it like a spider. His eyes followed the others as they attempted to clamber up as well.

Liorah‘s annoying friends were boosting Quin up. Their dog simply yapped and refused to follow their orders.

That was when a heat began to fill the room, building to a suffocating level. Lorcan felt the air begin to thin in his mask. He breathed steadily, but he was losing breath.

Then lava began to fill the room through the crack in the floor. He gaped as it began to spread over the floor.

Acyn and Sahar began ti shout at their stupid dog, who just ran further away from them.

You’ll never be worthy.

Lorcan gritted his teeth as the memories came flooding back to him. No, not this. Not now.

<i>Suddenly he was lying in the mud, his face being crushed by a heavy boot. Pouring rain came down on him, so he was practically smothered in wet filth. The temperature was probably somewhere just above freezing point. That smug sneer glinting down at him.</i>

”Illegitimate son of a harlot,” his superior said in disgust. “You’re not worthy of your bloodline. You’ll never be worthy, ya here me?”

<i>Lorcan was trembling hard, so so hard and not just from the cold. </i>

“Weak,” he snarled at him, his sole digging into his face. “You can’t even transform, you’re so pathetic. You want to be a warrior? You want to prove yourself weakling? Then transform you worthless scum!”

Lorcan pulled himself out of the memory, his fists clenching. “Bog off,” he snarled.

He breathed in and out through his nose, steeling himself. Then he glanced over. Acyn, Sahar and Quin were staring at him with ridiculously innocent curiosity in their eyes.

”What?!”, he barked at them. “Can’t you see the room is filling up with flipping lava? Concentrate!”

That blasted dog was still refusing to come up to Acyn and Sahar. And the lava was creeping ever closer.

Lorcan rolled his eyes. “I always have to do the work around here.”

He teleported from his spot on the wall, appeared beside the dog and snatched him up.
“Hold on,” he said sarcastically and teleported back The dog yelped as they reappeared hanging sideways from the wall.

As his feet planted themselves on the wall, his mask fell off, tumbling into the molten lava beneath him.

Crap