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Evan Draycott had big dreams of becoming a legendary summoner. He imagined summoning a dragon, a phoenix, or at least a wolf with a cool scar. Instead, he got… Skully. A knee-high, lopsided, talking skeleton with a knack for mischief and an ego bigger than his tiny frame.  

At first, Evan thought his summoning ritual was a disaster. But Skully isn’t just any skeleton—he’s a cunning, resourceful, and oddly overpowered little guy with a mysterious past. Together, this unlikely duo embarks on a journey filled with humor, chaos, and unexpected triumphs.  

From sneaking into forbidden libraries to outsmarting arrogant summoners, Evan and Skully prove that even the smallest summon can cast the longest shadow. But as their adventures grow more dangerous, Evan begins to wonder: What exactly *is* Skully, and why does he seem to know so much about ancient magic?  

Join Evan and Skully in this hilarious and heartwarming tale of friendship, strategy, and bone-chilling antics. After all, greatness doesn’t always come in the biggest package—sometimes, it’s just a tiny skeleton with a big mouth and an even bigger plan.

My starting summon is OP

The journey back to the Obsidian Spire was quiet, the landscape slowly returning to normal. The cracks in the earth had healed, and the air was no longer heavy with oppressive energy. But the weight of what we'd been through lingered, a constant reminder of the price we'd paid.

When we arrived at the spire, Elder Nyssara was waiting for us. Their expression was a mix of relief and awe as they studied the Prism of Harmony in my hands.

"You have done it," they said, their voice low. "The balance has been restored, and the Eclipse Dragon is no more."

I nodded, my heart heavy with exhaustion. "It wasn't easy, but we managed."

Elder Nyssara inclined their head. "You have done what many thought impossible. But know this: the balance you have restored is fragile. It will require constant vigilance to maintain."

I glanced at Skully, his rune flickering faintly. "We'll do whatever it takes."

Elder Nyssara studied me for a moment, their piercing blue eyes filled with something I couldn't quite place—respect, maybe, or pity. "Very well. But know this: the power you have wielded comes with a price. The Prism of Harmony is not just a tool—it is a burden, one that will test you in ways you cannot yet imagine."

I clenched my fists, my resolve hardening. "We'll face it together."

Skully grinned, his rune glowing faintly. *"You're on, Master. Let's do this."*

As we left the spire, the weight of Elder Nyssara's words lingered in my mind. The battle with the Eclipse Dragon was over, but the war for balance was just beginning. And as I looked at Skully, his rune flickering faintly, I couldn't shake the feeling that the hardest part was yet to come.

Chapter 28: The Price of Power