Elemental Distortions III: Part Nine Dethonis hovered ready, his bow in place, and an arrow ready to fire. He still
had his grin plastered to his face, ignoring the cut above his mouth.
The Neopian Times: My New Best Friend I probably could have found
hundreds of other things to do, but I didn't feel like it. Then I went to the
main page and saw a little icon saying "Neopian Times."