!! THE WELL !!
" YOU!" SAID SIR GILBERT AS THE ARMY OF PHANTOMS WITH VARIOUS SHAPES AND SIZES SURROUNDED HIM. "BUT, WHAT CAN PRODUCE SO MUCH PHANTOMS...UNLESS..." SIR GILBERT THOUGHT! "THE WELL! THE BETA WELL!" HE SHOUTED AS HE RAN TO THE WELL WITH THE PHANTOM ARMY FOLLOWING HIM. SIR GILBERT WAS SURPRISED TO
SEE THE WELL COMPLETELY POLLUTED. "OH NO, SO THAT WAS THE CAUSE OF SO MANY PHANTOMS" HE SAID. "HEH, EVEN THOUGH YOU FOUND OUT ABOUT THE WELL, YOU CAN'T CONTACT THE OTHER ALPHAS FOR HELP CAUSE YOU SHALL MEET YOUR END TODAY! PHANTOMS ATTACK!" GREELY SHOUTED. SIR GILBERT FOUGHT BRAVELY BUT HE COULDN'T HANDLE THE PHANTOMS FOR LONG. HE NEEDED HELP, HE NEEDED TO THINK FAST. "NOT SO FAST, PHANTOM!" SOMEONE SHOUTED. "WE WON'T LET YOU LAY A HAND ON GREELY" ANOTHER PERSON SAID. SIR GILBERT KNEW THAT VOICE AS HE TURNED AROUND HE SAW...
* TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 6 *
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