“Darius!” Seth called as he spotted me. “We were just trying to figure out which one of us would survive the longest on the moon, and these assholes keep saying it would be Max, even though it would clearly be me.” “Max has water magic,” I pointed out. “You’d need water and air on the moon. So Max wins.” “I can make coconuts,” Seth growled. “Besides, when I was on the moon, I scouted the perfect crater for a moon base.” “Oh, have you been to the moon?” I asked as if surprised by this news, and Seth’s face dropped. “You know full well that I have been to the moon. But if you’d like me to remind
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