Chapter 11: Survival

Sith and Cabiov were carrying me to a giant crate. Sith told me to " Burn it to ashes! ". But, all that came out were tiny burps of heat. A few minutes go by, Sith holds some Stardrawrf meat raw. " Cook it. ", Sith said. I merely was able to get it to boil and sizzle. Sith face palmed in disbelief. Sith whispered something to Cabiov's ear. Cabiov went to the edge of the cargo hold. Cabiov pulled a lever that opened the cargo hold. Boxes and Crates flying. I held on to a handrail. Sith pushed me off the ship. I fell right on top of a planet. I had no tools on me. Had to stick with Magna. I set up a campfire for the cold night. I saw multiple creatures come out of caves to eat me. My instincts told me to run. But, I chose to fight. Is hot multiple orbs. It wasn't powerful enough. Nothing else I used worked. I took in some air and spit out a wave of heat. All the spiders dropped dead. I knew to grow my abilities. I have to train. I now know. This is a trial. To test my strength. To evolve.