Wilbur painstakingly tried a few more times, but every attempt ended the same. All of a sudden, Wilbur remembered that this was
a formation that Senior Fremont had set up as a test for Wilbur. Realization struck him then. It would hardly be a test if it was so
easily found, wouldn't it?
"Mister Penn!"
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Arsi's voice sounded from afar then.
Wilbur put the first dragon cauldron away and looked over. Arsi was running this way, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. "|
ot to give this to you, Mister Penn. That guy Victor left this weapon behind."
Arsi raised the silver bow in his hand, and Wilbur was stunned when he saw it. "Isn't... Isn't that the Bloodism Bow? What is it doing
here?"
"Did you et, Mister Penn? Victor's dead. Of course, his bow would be left behind here."
Arsi gave Wilbur the Bloodism Bow and left after that. Wilbur made sure there was no one around and picked up the bow cautiously
to spin it around in his hands.
He then tossed it into his demiplane.
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"What a familiar aura."
The old dragon's voice echoed through the air just as Wilbur entered the demiplane. Before Wilbur could speak, the old dragon
continued to say, "Letguess... This must be the aura of the Blood God. You got the silver bow from him, didn't you?"
Wilbur looked down at the Bloodism Bow. "Indeed, this was left behind by Victor, one of the Blood God's puppets. | was just about
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