Chapter 4: The Threat
Rythian hovered silently over Owl Island. It had only been a day since the thief had stolen from him, and he was still wounded from the explosion and the skeleton. However, he just had to check and make sure...
It's been quite a while since I did any commentary, so before writing this I went back and reread what I wrote about the chapters before. Man, I really roasted myself. Luckily I'm in a better mood tonight, so hopefully I'll have some actual commentary. Although my rage comments were pretty funny. I can't believe I called Rythian “sharp as a baseball.”
He could have sworn that the thief had been none other than Lalna himself. But that was impossible. He was dead.
But he still remembered that fleeting glance he had caught. The blond hair and goggles? Stealing medicine? Who else could it have been?
As cheesy as it was to have the identity of the thief be unknown to Rythian, I kinda liked how I went about it. The fact that Rythian only saw