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Words Unspoken

Jack Horner’s wish had cataclysmic consequences.

All magical creatures were stripped of their powers or disappeared outright. Those who remained were entirely at the mercy of an all-powerful tyrant.

Puss could no longer talk, wield a sword, or stand on his hind legs. But he remembered who he was.

The wolf remembered him too. Puss had known as soon as they had met again, red eyes locked on green.

He looked from the cat to the former pie factory turned magical fortress. They were headed the same way.

Words were unnecessary. Their intent was clear:

‘We’ll take him down together.’