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The Legend Thief
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shot his Cross-Shocker, sending two electrified prongs into the waxy creature, freezing it before it could split. The Marrowick crashed to the ground, the ICE shattered, and two Marrowicks emerged from the rubble.
     
    Hands swung his electrified Collapser staff around like a bat, while T-Bone swatted with his electrified Shocker gloves, knocking Marrowicks from the air.
     
    More flashes, more ICE. Marrowicks split and split again with each hit, swarming them as they grew smaller and smaller.
     
    Warm wax flowed across Sky's skin, leaving a tingling feeling where it touched as dozens of tiny Marrowicks dragged him through the air. He hit his Shimmer again and the Marrowicks blew away from him, spinning. He crashed to the asphalt.
     
    Marrowicks swooped down, gobbling up their fallen comrades, becoming bigger and bigger as they did. With a whoosh, scores of small Marrowicks rushed together, smashing into one another.
     
    Sky struggled to his feet. Before he could get all the way up, the Marrowicks re-formed into a single twelve-foot-tall monster right behind him.
     
    Sky turned . "B-big," he stuttered dumbly, staring up at it.
     
    For the third time in as many minutes, Sky hit his protective Shimmer as the Marrowick backhanded him, sending him flying through the open door and into the bowling alley snack bar, where he smashed into a bucket of nacho cheese.
     
    Outside, he saw Andrew flailing in the air, firing his CrossShocker at the few Marrowicks that hadn't merged yet as they carried him toward the main body and its greedy hands. Electrified prongs from the Cross-Shocker sailed everywhere, lighting up the alley bright as day.
     
    Beyond Andrew, Sky saw T-Bone punching Marrowicks from the air until they swarmed around him like mosquitoes. Hands and Crystal worked around T-Bone, Hands dancing about like a madman, while Crystal fired from behind the Dumpster, kicking at Marrowicks trying to drag her from hiding.
     
    But the ICE wasn't holding.
     
    Through the bowling alley windows near the front, Sky saw red and blue flashing lights and shadows creeping close, guns out, flashlights swinging. He had seconds to act.
     
    Planting his feet against the snack bar, he hit his jetpack like Jumpers. The force shot him through the splatter of nacho cheese and built-up deep-fryer grease caking the floor. He slapped a button on his Core shoulder pads as he slid , and nasty thick Fog streamed behind him, filling the bowling alley, and then he was through the shattered doorway and back out side. He crashed into the largest Marrowick, knocking it down as the smaller ones released Andrew.
     
    Andrew landed on top of the Marrowick just behind the wings and rode the Marrowick like a bronco as it struggled to rise.
     
    The force of the Jumpers slammed Sky into the curb at the far side of the alley. He lurched to his feet, flinging clumps of grease and cheese everywhere. The Marrowick noticed the police flashlights coming through the bowling alley and around the building. With .a screech, it burst into hundreds of miniature Marrowicks and swarmed away like angry bees, knocking everyone to the ground . Sky's Fog petered out.
     
    He helped Crystal to her feet, but before they could chase after the Marrowick, dozens of monstrous black-and-white birds shot out of the nearby woods, cawing madly. They were smart (but not that smart), loved homemade phosphorescent crackers, and their skeletons glowed green under a black light. But, most important, they'd saved Sky from Solomon Rose last year.
     
    Piebalds.
     
    "Calm down! I can't understand you all at once!" Sky hissed, anxiously watching the police close in.
     
    The Piebalds kept chattering.
     
    "What? Now? I can't do that now!"
     
    "CAW! CAW! CAW!"
     
    Something was terribly wrong, but he couldn't understand what amidst all the chatter. He glanced at the bowling alley, the forest, the road, taking it all in; he could make it if he rushed.
     
    "All right, but it'd better be quick."
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