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Chapter 31 * Decisions To Be Made *

He led us through a maze of hallways before we arrived in a small room with large cylindrical glass tubes in the middle of the floor. They were tall - reaching all the way to the ceiling.

"What is this?" I asked him.

"All the power in Emerald City is generated from underneath us," he replied, opening one of the glass doors on the tube, "I was brought to Oz in a vortex chamber. This one here can send you both home,"

"Now?" Dorothy asked, eyeing it hesitantly.

"I just have one thing to ask of you first,"

She turned to him, "We'll do anything,"

I scoffed.

"I can answer for myself, Dorothy," I sneered at her and she shot me a glare.

"You both were born in Oz. Oz brought you both back. Have you even asked yourselves why?" he asked us.

We shook our heads 'no' in unison. Ugh. Stupid twin telepathy.

"Destiny. Your destinies. Just like mine a long time ago. You two were brought back to Oz to save us all,"

I pushed a strand of brown hair behind my ear.

"I'm no savior," I told him honestly.

"Got that right," Dorothy mumbled.

"Then what are you?" The Wizard pressed me, "Are you just a girl from Kansas? Just a girl who misses her mother? Or are you more?"

A twinge of pain shot through my chest but I nodded vehemntely as tears brimmed in my eyes.

"More than just the things that you've lost?"

A few tears spilled out over my cheeks and I brushed them away quickly with the back of my hand.

"What do you want us to do?" Dorothy asked him.

"Stop Glinda. Stop this war from killing thousands of people and tearing this world apart,"

"But you have your giants so use them!"

"No. Their power's locked in a prison of abject,"

"How can we kill the witch?" I pressed him.

"With a gun. You've already proven that!" he said, directing the comment towards Dorothy this time.

"I'm not gonna kill someone just so that I can go home!" she shot back.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Suddenly, we heard shouts from down below and the three of us ran outside. In the dark of the night, I could just make out a figure that had been stricken dead, his head stuck in a gate. I covered my mouth with my hand in shock. The King of Ev was dead!

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