Chapter 18 - The monster and the mistake

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"What did you say this was!?" I asked between bites.

"Minotaur meat!" Clover chimed. 

I turned over the mushroom, meat filled kabob in my hand. It reminded me of steak, but like super tender and sweet. With an odd bacony after-taste to it. 

I remembered the minotaur shaped Tenebris I fought. Then quickly took another triumph bite.

"Ummm you okay?" Clover inquired.

"Just biting some old demons away." I said with a mouthful of minotaur meat.

"Okay...well anyways, think you got the plant creation down?"

I nodded enthusiastically. 

Clover spent a good few hours teaching me about plant creation and restoration. Our powers as I've been learning are all intuned with our parent's job. We're meant to protect and connect to our ecosystem. Still no idea why I did a fire ki blast though...

 Clover's theory is that my energy output filter is broken or something (whatever that actually means). When I create things I tend to morph things a bit…

I tried copying her sunflower and ended up making the mario piranha plant (which acted like a regular Venus fly trap). Then I accidentally made a bellsprout kinda thing. But it wouldn't stand up right.

We have to have contact with soil in order to do our abilities. Then use the energy we got stored up from the sun and get to creating. I wish Ellie was here. She’d probably have some art tips.

We decided to take a break since I technically hadn't eaten anything all day. So we forest walked to the Evergreen Garden for some lunch. Even in the setting sun the rainbow leaves still glew like it was the dead of night.

Clover was the best family I've ever had. She was caring and optimistic. She really had a soft spot for floral arrangements and nature. And she was a Zelda fan! Top tier sister in my book!

She really loved the big tree in Evergreen. She dreamed of making something as beautiful as that one day for everyone. Plus she was obsessed with this nymphs salad shop. She wanted me to try it. But I told her a warrior can't live off rabbit food.

As we walked around the bazaar, the door from a small wooden shop flung open. And a tall light green woman flopped out onto the ground. We both stop dead in our tracks.

 The women's hair was a greasy black and tangled mess. I noticed small teeth poking out from her lower jaw. One to the far left and right.

"Is that an Orc?" I asked as I took another bite of my mushrooms.

"Ogre, Tolkin made orcs." Clover corrected.

 I snapped my fingers. 

"Drat."

"We don't serve your kind here Ogre!" I heard a very angry voice hollar from inside the shop.

The ogre sat up and got onto her knees, burying her face into the dirt.

"Please sir! I need to buy that gem! I have the money! I'll even pay double!"

"Get out, you monster." He sneered right before he slammed the door.

I felt the warmth rise in me and I immediately jogged over to her. The hell was wrong with that guy!?

"Hey are you okay?" I asked, holding my hand out to her. 

She looked genuinely bewildered and scared. She blinked a couple times and hesitated to reach for my hand. She eventually grabbed onto me and I helped her up. And I noticed that I was shorter than her. Like my head was chest level shorter (I'm surprised I could help her up).

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