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It was getting tiring, the fighting. Not like the sleepy tiring, but the type of tiring that meant you were bored, so boring would actually be the correct word. The creatures were barely attacking, most were all dead, very little were even attacking anymore. I finally saw Birdie again, doing some dogfighting in the sky, though I don’t know why it was called dogfighting, when there were no dogs around, or even in the sky. But Birdie was handling himself, driving most into the ground, but him flying back up before he crashed, but the other one when straight into the sand, most of the time making tons of pieces, most of the time. The ones that survived the from hitting the sand at a fast speed, I ignored, though it does seem morale mean, or something like that, but they couldn’t hurt me anymore so I didn't really care. Besides that, someone else could take them out if they really wanted to, but I was getting tired now, like about to fall down tired, I’ll need to regenerate soon…

After zoning out I realized the creatures were dead, dying, or gone, which was all good, for me, for them, not so much, since they were, you know, dead. And I was barely scratched, literally and figuratively, I had scratches from some of the flying shooting feather things, though they didn't seem like feathers, more like knives. But those were all that hurts that I could see, I was still really tired. I sat down on the soft warm sand and began to regenerate, thus making a light transparent red mist appear around me and replenished my energy, making me not so tired now, though it didn't help with the cuts on my arms, but I was able to cover those up with the sleeves on my jacket.

As I stood up, I calmed down the wind and the flying dust, just about making it zero, but keeping a small breeze around. I faded away my chain sword since there was no immediate fighting or danger. ”Are you ok?” I heard someone say to me, making me jump a little, well actually teleporting, behind the person who said that to me. I realized it was a girl, and she wasn’t armed with any sort of weapon, so I let down my guard a little. “Yeah, I’m ok, sorry for teleporting, you scared me.” I said before teleporting back in front of her. “I am Maci-Care, but I go by Maci by other people, or Care, or Maci-Care. Just about anything with Maci in it.” I continued to talk, but cut myself off before I started to talk too much, which I did a lot, or so I was told. As I looked around, I realized there were more people and remembered, they were here, so far, none of them looked too dangerous.