CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE

Xander found himself walking down an empty street. Every building on either side of him seemed deserted or destroyed. The street itself was eerily quiet but Xander walked on.

To what purpose was he heading? Xander himself could not tell, he only knew that he was supposed to walk and that is what he did, he walked on.

Suddenly, it felt as if he was being watched. The hair at the back of his neck stood in anticipation. Xander turned quickly but saw no one behind him. Maybe he was only mistaken. But as he turned to the path he was following, he was surprised to see a figure standing there dressed all in black with a hood lowered on his face.

"One way or the other, I will get that ring. One way or the other I will have my way." The mysterious figure sneered.

"Go Xander." Another voice would shout from afar, urging him on in urgency. "The weapon Xander! Find the weapon!" This new voice would yell.

Before Xander could make a move, the mysterious figure would reach out and choke him wit
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