*sigh* What to do with my crowns?

Really, what can I do with my 9,950 crowns?

Don't need any wings...

Don't need a Valkyrie or Overlord set...

Dont' need a Cerulean Edge YET...

Don't need any crown pets...

Hmm, what to do then?

*sigh*

That's all I got.

Oh, not ALL!

Here's a bit of part 12, I know you're anxious. Hope you can comment!

Bravely, Alia walked up to Bartelby. "Why, young wizard!" Bartelby said, awakening. "You gave me quite a fright!" he continued in his long, dreary, old voice. "Bartelby, may I please go in the spiral chamber?" Alia pleaded. "Malistaire says if I do, he'll pull my roots from the ground," Bartelby protested. "Look, if you let me in," Alia began to say. "By the time Malistaire finds out, he'll be DEAD. Now come on!"






Bartelby apparently needed some sleep. "Fine, young wizard." he said, opening the doorway to the spiral chamber. Alia grinned, and thanked him as she stepped into the darkness that was Bartelby.



Alia quietly ran toward the door. "This is it!" she said to herself, brimming with confidence. Then, all of a sudden, she came to a ferocious halt.







Alia gasped in horror as she realized she needed a key. Turning back regretfully, she heard a strange voice that sounded oddly familiar.





"Alia, it's me. Headmaster Ambrose."





"It's you? It really is you?" Alia asked, staring up.





"Yes, I'm using some of Malistaire's power to speak to you. I can contact you in any way now," Alia's headmaster explained.





"By any chance, Headmaster," Alia began. "Is the key to DragonSpyre with you?"





"Why wouldn't it?" he said. A large, flaming red and orange key fell into Alia's hands.





"Thank you, Headmaster," Alia said. "A while after this, everything is going to be just fine. Malistaire will be gone. You won't be under his spell. And the Spiral will be safe again."





"Quickly now, I can hear Malistaire's footsteps!"





Alia ran through the doorway, twisting the key in an astral lock.





Meanwhile, in the Atheneum, Dragonspyre...





"AMBROSE!" Malistaire yelled, bursting through the doorway as the Headmaster innocently turned around. "IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO BE UNDER POSSESSION AGAIN!" Malistaire had furious red eyes once more, that matched the deep red curtains that were behind his throne. Malistaire stared at the nervous, aged man. As well as what was behind him. "Were YOU using The Crystal Ball of Chaos?" he demanded. The sweating headmaster vigorously shook his head. "Better not have, Ambrose," Malistaire said, beginning to zap Merle Ambrose back into possession. With a crash and a streak of lightning flying throughout the Throne Room, Headmaster Ambrose stood up as straight as a robot, his eyes open wide, and in a strange voice he said, "Yes, Master."

Awesome? Not so awesome? Suckish? AH MY EYES? *dies*? Simply just cursing at me out of your mind?
 
Comment on what you think!
 
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