What Is Next?

Dust and blood swirled around Grover's boots as they emerged from the Crypt's gaping maw. Sunlight, harsh against his cave-accustomed eyes, revealed Shambala perched on a nearby rock, a mischievous glint in his golden eyes.

“Let us find a place to clean up this blood and dust from ourselves,” Shambala said to the team as they began to search for a watering hole to do so.

“There is one watering hole we could use,” Krystal pointed out as they made their way to it.

“Justin and Riley just crossed my mind; I was wondering if they would be done with the training manual Sensei gave them,” Vladimir said.

“Hahaha, they cannot exhaust the training in the manual. I used magical ink to write down the instructions, and every week it renews to a new set and routine to be carried out. They may or may not be missing out on anything right now. Nice right?” Shambala asked after explaining.

"Yes, Sensei, it is quite thrilling. I was not expecting that to be the case, though. You really thought it throug
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