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The obstacle course that was set up spanned across the entire field. It was supposed to be a test of both endurance and dexterity, with plenty of various obstacles that would make the average imp stumble or even fall depending on what kind of imp they were. Kallisto was honestly kind of worried looking at all of it. Quince said that it would be fine and that if anything happened that Kallisto would be able to call her to fix it, but he couldn't help but be concerned over his little egghel. If...

The hedge maze itself wasn't that tall, but it was tall enough for a rabebe to be unable to peek over the sides if they only walked. Atlas looked over to Captain, who was pushing the last of the bushes into place to finish the maze for practice. With everyone training in the same area, it made sense that Captain would be able to find someone who had some hedge bushes on little platforms with wheels that he could use to create a hedge maze as quickly as possible. He let out a large noise of ex...

Cheerleading wasn't exactly the first thing you thought of when you thought of talents for an imp. Especially since a lot of cheerleading implied for a creature to not only have hands, but the ability to stand on their hind legs. The idea of some of the imps fitting both of those categories was unnerving enough. However, there was a way for an imp to go about cheerleading without looking like a complete horror show. It was somehow a bit too obvious that Emery would be the one to find this out...

The talents of the imps in Midicus' care had ranged from interesting to terrifying, yet Quince was glad to have seen all of them despite that. Though she was sure that the other would get more eventually, for now, their last imp was being trained today- the only imp that she hadn't met from him yet. Admittedly, when Midicus had declared that his pink sceil's talent was organization, she was a bit skeptical- but then she remembered where that had gotten her before, and she allowed herself a ch...

Zenki huffed and wheezed as he looked at the large inflated plastic ball in front of him. It had been tough to puff it up, but he had managed. He had to manage after all, seeing as it was part of the trick he was doing with Skybreaker. He wanted to prove Hutch wrong no matter what. What were they thinking? Acting all high and mighty over what an imp should eat? It's not like they had stomachs, so who cared what they ate anyways? It wasn't like they weren't a hypocrite either, feeding them the...