159 - TOUGH FOES

Fabby clapped her hands together. “Rock Burial!”

Two hill-sized structures covered with spikes rose from either side of Feliz and squashed him in between as they fused into a single, bigger hill.

Like a fish swimming through the water, Feliz waved his spear with his hands holding the spear at different places. The spear slithered through the rocks like a snake through a swamp, and Feliz made it out of the hill before it solidified any further.

Fabby frowned. If only she was faster at merging, he wouldn’t have escaped. But there was no time to worry about her mistakes. Even though her breathing was disorderly, she did it again.

“Rock Burial!”

This time, the two hills were smaller than before, but

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