Writer's Note: Valor, Chapter 6

            Jesus, AGAIN? Yes, well, somewhat.

            Obviously I'm already a day or two late, but I was honestly hoping to get Chapter 6 up NOW. And I actually could; it's written. I just finished it a few minutes ago.

            That said, I’ll wait until next weekend to put it up. The reason being that I’d really like to focus on editing some stuff some more. Especially with how action-heavy Part 2 has been so far, and how I’ve been trying to get it in just under the wire, I haven’t given myself a lot of time to edit these things.

            That said, I’m fairly certain I know where the rest of Part 2 is going. My mental outline is a lot more developed than it previously was, anyways. So I will try to get some work done on Chapter 7 while I’m working on editing previous stuff as well.

            And while I could wait until I was completely done with stuff to edit it, and I probably will give it a very solid once-over once that happens, I want to try and get some stuff polished as I go.

            That said, I won’t leave you with just my charming presence. Here’s a little teaser of Chapter 6 that shouldn’t reveal too much. I enjoyed writing it tremendously though. Thanks for reading!

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            “I think, perhaps to be safe, I should simply fill the corridors with fire,” Gustav said calmly.

            “… Can’t you only cast that spell so much?”

            Gustav put a hand to his chest as if hurt. “Michael, I would gladly sacrifice a little of my person well-being if it meant keeping my close friends safe.”

            “I don’t think we have much to worry about,” Michael said. “Most of us are wearing enough armor to keep out spider fangs, and even if they do get us, I imagine William can heal the wounds?” His tone rose at the end, changing to a question as he looked at William.

            “My healing can mend torn flesh and broken bones, and can help to cure the sick. Admittedly, though, I have little experience with poisons and venoms.”

            “See?!” Gustav said, gesturing towards William. “Certainly, fangs and diseases will not stop us, but will you risk us dying of a spider’s toxic bite?”

            Michael cocked an eyebrow, and glanced over at Elias. Elias rolled his eyes. “He’s got a thing about bugs.”

            “I… I do not have a thing about bugs!” Gustav sputtered.