Rise of the Evening Star (Fablehaven, Book 2)
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At the end of the school year, Kendra and her brother Seth find themselves racing back to Fablehaven, a refuge for mythical and magical creatures. Grandpa Sorenson, the caretaker, invites three specialists -- a potion master, a magical relics collector, and a mystical creature trapper -- to help protect the property from the Society of the Evening Star, an ancient organization determined to infiltrate the preserve and steal a hidden artifact of great power. Time is running out. The Evening Star is storming the gates. If the artifact falls into the wrong hands, it could mean the downfall of other preserves and possibly the world. Will Kendra learn to use her fairy gifts in time? Will Seth stay out of trouble?
Panther’s ribs. As the panther moved around, the spear eventually dislodged. Warren lured the panther away, and Vanessa retrieved the weapon. They continued baiting the panther until Vanessa harpooned it again. Soon the animal collapsed, and Warren finished it with the sword. “Sharp blade,” Vanessa remarked. “It cuts deep.” Weapons ready, they hovered above the floor, watching as the panther emerged from its own corpse, now the size of a tiger. Before long the glossy black coat had been.
Dumped dust on him. Nothing changed. He was dead. “We may be able to save Warren,” Kendra said. “I noticed he was gaseous,” Tanu said, having tied his torn clothes together into a loincloth. “Which means he is alive. The potion would not have worked if he were dead. He must be nearly gone, or he would be able to move around freely in his gaseous state. Instead he lies in a daze. Considering the power of the dust in that artifact, I’m sure we will be able to restore him. Dale will thank you.
Soon she might be disfigured by vast constellations of acne. Red lumps would pile up until she looked like she had thrust her head into a beehive. Now that Seth had set the tone of mocking her, things would never be the same. From here on out, all she could look forward to were cruel jokes and false sympathy. She had to get away. Kendra jumped to her feet. “I hate you, Seth!” she yelled, not caring what anyone would think of the outburst. Her reputation was already damaged beyond repair. She ran.
Speech?” Grandma asked in wonder. “Can’t you?” Kendra said. “He’s speaking English.” Grandma put a hand to her lips. “No, he’s speaking Goblush, the tongue of imps and goblins.” “You understand me, Stinkface?” the imp tested. “Is this a joke?” Kendra asked. “Because I understand you,” the imp said. “I’ve been speaking English,” Kendra said. “Yes,” Grandma agreed. “No,” the imp said. “Goblush.” “He says I’m speaking Goblush,” Kendra said. “You are,” the imp said. “That must be what he.
We got to the grove I studied what evidence I could find. I saw where Coulter and Seth entered the grove together. It did not appear Hugo was able to join them. Working my way around the perimeter of the grove, I found where Coulter’s tracks departed. On the far side of the grove, I discovered where Hugo had scuffled with Olloch. I’m sure that is where Hugo lost his arm. Nearby I saw where Olloch entered the grove. Not far from there, I found where Olloch left the grove. We searched and searched,.