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Chapter 18 - Palm Tree Envy and Lavish Lust

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Ok, so, before you begin reading this chapter, I just wanted to state that this may not be the best chapter I have written. I had to go off the scrip a lot to add in Elleah's appearance, and in doing so I had to create dialogue for Envy and Lust. But there's the problem; I had a struggle keeping the dialogue matched with the characters. So, basically, I'm sorry if the dialogue seems out of character for those two.

Anyway, on with the story!)

Chapter 18 - Palm Tree Envy and the Lavish Lust

I stumble slowly down the dark corridor, feeling my way through the rubble where the ceiling had fallen in at some point. I trip on a few rocks or chunks of wood but keep upright none-the-less. The soft lights below ankle level, lining the walls are my only source of light and, annoyingly, navigation. They make a straight line down the winding hall, but only give view to the ground. It's cold and humid down wherever I am now. I don't know exactly, to be honest, but I still know I'm in the rough visiting of the 5th Laboratory. Hopefully still inside of it if I didn't take a wrong turn.

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Time passes by easily while straying unknowingly into the darkness. But eventually, I begin to hear small grunting noises from seemingly nearby. I try and navigate through the dark to find the source. As I walk, I hit headfirst into the wall that was once beside me. I rub my nose vigorously as I pull my head away, before listening through the wall.

Sure enough, just on the other side of the cement comes grunts, yells and scrapes of metal. Something is going on behind the wall. Whether bad or good, I don't care. I intend to find out what is going on, and - depending on what I find - put a stop to it.

With a hearty clap from my hands, I place my palms along the sturdily made wall. I push against it with little force to perform my transmutation. With it completed, the wall breaks open with ease, creating a large dust cloud to disperse through the room on the other side and the hallway I am stood in.

The grunts cease upon my appearance in the yellow-lit room. I step through the broken wall without the use of lifting a finger. My feet hit a few pieces of remaining rubble on the ground, kicking them far away across the room. One rolls as far as catching the heeled foot of a beautiful looking female. She wears a long, strapless dress with a tiny split at the base on both sides. Her hair is out in a stream of glistening, black waves.

She looks down by her feet to look at the piece of rubble that had just hit her, smearing her black boot-heel with residual, grey dust. The lady reaches down a gloved hand and takes the rock into it. She pulls it up to her caked on face, her piercingly red eyes gazing at it for a moment.

"Looks like we have another intruder, Envy." The female states, indicating my presence.

From the centre of the room a medium hight figure chuckles. I look over to the presumed 'human', examining them from head to toe. From this distance, their gender is non-definable, and their outfit doesn't give any accurate indicators either. The top is a black tank top, and the bottom is a short, black, tight-fitting skort. This leaves their toned stomach out in the open. Their dark green hair is pulled above their face by a black sweatband, making their hair fan up, out and over their head, looking like leaves from a peculiar palm tree. The figure also has long black bands around their wrists, looping over their thumbs. The same goes for their legs.

The so-called 'Envy' drops a blood-covered body from their hands, making their way over to me instead. I keep my ground as they approach, not daring to back down. Their eyes, as read as the female's, look into mine, a broad, toothy grin plastered onto their features.