Chương 111: Chapter 105.5-Wrights Chosen News

The communicator gem crackles as the screen comes to life. A man with a bald head and dark black skin wipes the sweat from his brow. On the screen, a young man frantically looks at his communicator gem.

"Is this thing on? Wait, I think I got it. Hello there, I am Ilota Wright, the reporter and founder of The Wright Truth. I'm talking to you live from the scene of what can only be described as a generation-defining moment," Ilotat says as he points his communicator gem out the window. The bald man cocks his head as a Dragon slashes at a Vashrin, but surprising the bald man, he doesn't die.

"Hey, Kat! Come watch this fucker. A Vashrin is duking it out with a Dragon," the bald man says as he sits back in the shade of the alley, trying to fight off the humid heat. A pile of clothes rustles.

"Leave me alone, Doug. Trying to catch some shut eye," Kat says.

"What you're watching now is history in the making. The Chosen One is currently battling The Slumbering Disaster, right here, right now, in the capital. Whether he wins or loses will chart the course of our lives, no, the very lives of everyone on the continent," Ilota reports. Doug scratches his unkempt beard.

"The Chosen One? Kat, did ya know that The Chosen One is a Vashrin?" The pile of clothes rustles in annoyance.

"Doug, we have work in a couple. I would like to get some sleep. Why don't ya turn that thing off before I shove it up yer ass," Kat says as her cat tail slips out of the clothes. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.

"Fine. Fine. Who crapped in yer floor food?" Doug says as he reaches to turn the communicator gem off.

"He's done it!! The Chosen One, Carlos Juárez, has defeated The Slumbering Disaster! The day is saved! Stay tuned as I give you live reports from the ground," Ilota says in awe as The Chosen One flies off with Tyranus. Doug stares at the screen, stunned.

"Kat, do ya know where CJ is?" Kat sits and gently plucks a banana peel off her black cat ears.

"He should still be back home, lying low as we told him to do," she says as she wipes some gunk off her black skin.

"Are ya sure about that?" Doug asks.

"Of course. He's not an id-""Now watch this instant replay as The Chosen One easily deflects one of Tyranus's attacks. Look at that face. That's the face of The Chosen One in all his glory," Ilota says as he zooms in on The Chosen One's face. Kat blinks hard as her yellow cat eyes narrow.

"That stupid, idiotic, shit-for-brains fucker. What in the fuck does he think he's doin'?" Doug looks around at the empty alley.

"Probably what ya taught him. He's yer brother after all."

"I didn't teach him to get himself killed. Can ya handle the job from here?" Kat asks as she grabs her stuff.

"Yeah. Yer part of the job is done. Pete and I can take it from here. We'll catch up with ya in the capital," Doug says, knowing there's no point in fighting her on this.

"Thanks. Getting out of the Southern Isles is gonna be a pain, but not as much pain as CJ is gonna be in when I find his ass," Kat says as she walks towards the harbor.