Fiction: Group 2
ears. I jumped back in hopes of putting some distance between us but then she fell to the ground in a fit of
spasms. I walked up to her and asked, “Why did you want to destroy the Pearl River Delta?” No answer. I
guess my preemptive strike somehow did the trick. What kind of battle was that anyways?
Flowers bloomed, grasses swayed and I breathed in felt a gust of fresh air – the Pearl River Delta is back.
Elfie, having witnessed the entire battle came to my side and said “Well, that was anticlimactic.” I guess he
was right but all’s well that ends well right? I was soon in the banquet halls of the golden king’s palace
celebrating with everyone else and here comes an end to my not so very interesting adventure.
