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CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN Chris, Malcolm, Natasha, and Madeleine hurried all the way down the hill, away from the burning observatory and into the main town of Florence. Then they turned down a narrow, shadowy alleyway and finally stopped for breath. Chris was on an absolute high. He’d blown up the whole observatory! With Oliver inside! He’d finally fulfilled his destiny, using the Scepter of Fire—the most, powerful, awesome weapon he’d ever laid a finger upon—to do it! “Wasn’t that amazing?” he screamed, feeling his veins crackle with power and electricity. But the other Obsidians did not seem pleased at all. “I can’t believe you!” Malcolm cried, shoving Chris really hard in the chest. “How could you use the Scepter of Fire like that? So recklessly!” “You singed my hair,” Natasha wailed, hol
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