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After Scott and Shane have had their fill, they narrated their stories to the king, “You mean the demons from your world followed you into my kingdom?” the King asked Shane and Scott. “That’s correct sire,” Shane replied. “I will only believe your story if you bring me one of the demon's head,” the King said. “How in the hell do we get a demon’s head?” Shane asked Scott as they walk back to their chamber. “We will figure something out,” Scott replied. “We need to relax our muscles for now,” Scott added. Back in the woods, by the time Anurial got out from the hut, she started looking around to know what is making the whirring noise but she saw nothing. When she was about going back inside, an unseen force slammed the door before her. “Who are you?” Anurial asked. “Make yourself known!” A
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