Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN

LANCE’S POV I look at the piece iyf wood in my hand and almost burst into tears. Every hope I had for this battle is shattered. The staff I thought I had, turned out to not be the staff after all, my Elemental has left me and right now, I’m all alone. I turn to look at Alpha Ralph and he has on the same defeated expression on his face. No matter how we look at this, we cannot deny the fact that right it’s just the two of us that’s left to complete what we have started. We have gone this far together and we won’t give up. Alpha Hardin might have succeeded in tricking us, but that doesn’t mean he has won this battle. We will unite again and strike harder than ever before. “It’s fake after all” I announce as I rise up from the ground and he does same. “We were tricked.” “That is what it seems.” I throw the stick to the grown and wipe the dust off my overall and look up at Alpha Ralph who happens to be staring daggers at me. “Wanna come in?” I offer casually and he shrugs. “Sure” He turns