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Chapter 5 by FlightoftheBeers FlightoftheBeers

Do we have a fight on our hands?

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As he trudged through the castle, "Venus," he begrudgingly called her, was doing her best to check up on him and give him directions. After he'd made that comment, she'd decided that helping Ark was the best thing for him. She also told him that he'd see she was right in the first place, but he wasn't about to argue with her. He was just happy to have made it through that minor interruption. Sure, he was still very much on-guard around her, but she didn't seem to be lying to him.

"Where did this place come from?" He asked, hoping to get some more answers from her.

"Our castle travels from place to place. Teleportation, as you'd call it. We waited in another plane for you and finally made our way here. I meant what I said, sweetie: you're very important." She tilted her head slightly and smiled. It bothered him when she did that. Not because it was creepy, but because he could genuinely sense whatever love she had for him behind the smile.

Suddenly, she reached out her hand and called out, but it was too late. Tentacles wrapped around his body and lifted him into the air, locking him in place. "Oh dear," Venus gasped, "a tentacle trap! I haven't seen one of these in decades! Do you want some help, sweetie? It won't come for free, but mommy can take care of this for you!"

Does he get help from "mommy?"

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