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CHAPTER 8 Forest Dwelling Eels Gareth decided to go straight into another game only a few minutes after the last. He flipped over another white card, to see swirling brown dust appear a moment before letters and words were formed. ‘The Eye of Sellases’ was stated on the card, which meant nothing to Gareth. He had no idea what it was, so without much thought, he put the card to one side and placed his hand on the game ready to begin. He woke up to find himself walking alone, leading a horse by the reins. He was in some kind of hot tropical forest somewhere; it was damp, really humid and very clammy, and the vegetation that surrounded him was so thick. With tall trees towering above him, that pushed their way through the thick layer of bush, that was easily double his height, he could bar