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  “DRAKE RIDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I spun around and saw Shari standing in the doorway. My eye changed back to its regular red color.   “Shari, i-“ she stopped me. “Save it. I understand. We have something much more important… and disturbing.” She motioned for me to follow her, and I quickly did as she asked. She led me into the HQ of the base, and brought up a 3D revolving image of the White Phantom. Fear washed over me, but I tried to keep calm. “The white phantom,” Shari said. “The most powerful being ever seen. But that isn’t nearly as important as what im about to tell you.&rd

  “Drake, wake up.” I groaned, forcing my eyes open and blinking. I immediately realized my shirt was gone, and I yelped, quickly grabbing a jacket and slipping it over the red, scaly lesions covering my body. I winced at the rough cotton scraping against the sores. “You have nothing to be ashamed of, Drake,” Shari said. I turned, and saw her leaning against the wall of my room. “Why, exactly, are you in here?” I asked, trying my best to keep the venom out of my voice, which actually could have happened, as the Crimsonscale had partially mutated me, so I had venom glands and one dragon eye. She grunted. &ld

  “Again!” I growl. The kid was good. I wore another mantle- The mantle of Frost. Jona panted, then lunged forward, smoky fists swinging at me. I dodged each one, until he changed the form of the Mantle again. He shot Demon pulses into my chest, weakening them beforehand. They were still strong enough to send me tumbling. I right myself, then change my mantle into a swirling cone around my arms. I sliced at him, forcing him back. “C’mon, push forward, kid! Remember what I taught you!” I shout. He grunts, eyes squinted in concentration. He growled, then yelled, using the shield form to push me back. I kept on smas