Talk:Book One Chapter 1: Never to late/@comment-33246279-20171007060931/@comment-33257588-20171012220851



The sounds of whaling filled the air as Echo traveled the desert planes on his sand rider. His goggles protected his vision from the harsh particles from trying to enter his eyes. Bobbing his head steadily as he listened to one of his favorite songs, his lips mouthing the words “Carry on my wayward son”, the treasure hunter could see his destination upon the horizon.

Echo's body always caught goosebumps when ready for his next big steal. As he made his way closer he hit a massive sand dune, causing his sand-sailor to go airborne. While suspended in the air his eyes caught sight of other sand riders. Suddenly, he landed with a thundering thud as he hit the ground. Gathering himself, he stepped off of the contraption.

Echo: “Hmm, guess it won’t be as easy as I hoped.”

He shrugged his shoulders in a carefree demeanor while removing his headphones and tossing them on the platform of his rider. He could hear the sounds of others as he continued on his way inside.

Echo: “Anybody here!?”

He’d yell, his voice echoing within the temple. And soon enough, a sand bender would confront him.

Random Sandbender: “Who are you?”

Echo: “Your worst nigh--...haha just kidding!! But seriously, I came for the  artifact.”

As he replied the bandit would attack without bending. A left hook, a right hook, and a couple more moves were thrown in his direction. They would miss as Echo dodged them all with a swiftness. Landing a knee to the crotch!!

Random Sandbender: "OUCH!!"

The bandit would quickly hold onto his privates in pain before recovering and attacking with bending. He’d send out sand tentacles cracking them like a whip.

Echo: “You’re gonna pay for that!!!”



Attacking with the intent to kill, Echo would summon his flames shooting into the air like a rocket! The flames crackled with intensity in while burning the ground beneath him. He lunged himself at the man. He’d stop midway, his palm directed in the bandit's face.



Echo: “Bye, bye.”

A cocky smirk stretched the span of his lips, confidently, and a whooshing sound would be released as his flames engulfed the bandits head.