Chapitre 14: A New Arrival
A year had passed since Lucas first set foot on Paradise Island, and in that time, he had become an integral part of the community.
The tranquility of Paradise Island was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Steve Trevor, an unexpected visitor from the outside world. As he stumbled onto the pristine shores, bewildered and disoriented, Lucas observed the scene with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.
Surrounded by the stoic Amazons, Steve's arrival sent ripples of curiosity through their ranks. With their vigilant gazes fixed upon him, Lucas couldn't help but marvel at the contrast between the unfamiliar visitor and the formidable warriors of Paradise Island.
Approaching the scene with a calm demeanor, Lucas offered a nod of acknowledgement to the Amazons before turning his attention to Steve. "Welcome to Paradise Island, stranger," he greeted, his voice warm and welcoming. "You seem to have stumbled upon our little slice of paradise."
Steve's eyes widened in astonishment at the sight of Lucas, a fellow outsider amidst the Amazons. "Thanks," he replied, his voice tinged with disbelief. "I never expected to find myself here."
Lucas, extending a hand in welcome. "I'm Lucas Evans, and this here is Diana."
Diana regarded Steve with a measured gaze, her expression regal and composed. "Greetings," she acknowledged with a nod, her tone cool and authoritative.
Steve returned the handshake with a grateful smile. "Nice to meet you both," he replied. "I'm Steve Trevor, just a lost traveler stumbled upon this beautiful place."
Lucas chuckled at Steve's modesty, sharing a knowing glance with Diana. "Well, you've certainly stumbled upon something extraordinary," he remarked with a playful twinkle in his eye. "But don't worry, Steve, you're in good company here."
As Lucas, Diana, and Steve exchanged pleasantries, the tranquility of their introduction was abruptly shattered by the sound of approaching footsteps. Before they could react, a group of armed pursuers emerged from the dense foliage, their intent clear in their determined stride.
Diana's expression hardened, her warrior instincts kicking into high gear as she assessed the threat. "Trouble," she muttered, her voice devoid of warmth as she readied herself for battle.
Lucas's heart raced with adrenaline as he stepped into a defensive stance beside Diana, his mind racing with the urgency of the situation. "Looks like we've got company," he remarked, his tone serious as he prepared for the impending clash.
With a nod of determination, Diana signaled to the nearby Amazonian warriors, who swiftly joined their ranks, forming a formidable line of defense against their adversaries.
As the tension mounted and the opposing group approached, Steve's eyes widened in alarm, and he hastily raised his hands, attempting to halt the impending clash.
"Wait a minute!" Steve called out, his voice tinged with panic as he tried to catch the attention of both sides. "Hold your horses! Let's not jump to conclusions here!"
Lucas and the Amazonian warriors paused, turning to look at Steve with a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"What's the matter, Steve? Scared of a little friendly combat?" Lucas teased, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.
Steve shook his head, his expression a mix of exasperation and disbelief. "No, no, it's not that," he replied, his voice tinged with nervous energy. "It's just... don't you think it's a bit... ridiculous? I mean, look at us—we're armed with sticks and stones, and they've got... well, actual weapons!"
As Steve gestured toward the opposing group, his words trailed off as he realized the absurdity of their situation. The would-be combatants stared at each other, taking in the incongruity of their mismatched weaponry.
Lucas scratched his head, a chuckle escaping his lips. "You know, now that you mention it..." he began, his voice trailing off as he exchanged bemused glances with the other warriors.
With a shrug and a laugh, Lucas lowered his makeshift weapon, the tension of the moment diffused by Steve's comedic observation. "Well, I guess we can't argue with that logic," he remarked, a grin spreading across his face. "Looks like we'll have to get creative if we want to come out on top in this one!"
Lucas's movements were a blur of calculated strikes and nimble evasions as he engaged his foes, his years of street smarts and quick reflexes now serving him well in the heat of battle. With each opponent he faced, he adapted his fighting style, exploiting weaknesses and finding openings with ruthless efficiency.
Beside him, Diana moved with unparalleled grace and ferocity, her every movement a testament to her prowess as an Amazonian warrior. With her iconic sword and shield in hand, she deflected incoming attacks with expert precision, her unwavering focus never faltering in the face of adversity.
As Lucas and the Amazonian warriors engaged in battle with their primitive weaponry, Steve stood on the sidelines, watching in awe as they held their own against the opposing group armed with modern weapons. His eyes widened in disbelief as he witnessed their unexpected prowess, a mixture of shock and amusement playing across his features.
"Well, I'll be damned," Steve muttered to himself, his voice tinged with disbelief as he watched Lucas and the others fend off their attackers with a combination of ingenuity and sheer determination. "Who knew sticks and stones could be so effective?"
As the battle unfolded before him, Steve couldn't help but marvel at the absurdity of the situation. From the sidelines, he observed as Lucas dodged incoming attacks with surprising agility, his movements fluid and precise despite the odds stacked against him.
Beside him, Diana fought with unparalleled grace and ferocity, her every strike calculated and deliberate as she dispatched her foes with ease. The Amazonian warriors fought with a fierce determination, their shouts of battle mingling with the clash of weapons as they defended their homeland with unwavering resolve.
As the skirmish continued, Steve found himself torn between disbelief and admiration for Lucas and his companions. Despite their unconventional weapons, they fought with a tenacity that defied logic, their resourcefulness and teamwork proving to be more than a match for their technologically advanced adversaries.
With each swing of a makeshift weapon and each expertly timed dodge, Lucas and the Amazonian warriors gained the upper hand, slowly but surely gaining ground against their opponents. And as the dust settled and the last of their foes lay defeated, Steve couldn't help but applaud their improbable victory, a grin spreading across his face as he marveled at the sheer absurdity of it all.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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