"Flare!" Kyle set down his pack. He was exploring the bols ruins. He had always had plenty of fun training, but he loved going into ruins. It made him feel like Indian Jones really, just without the possibility of being killed.
He'd heard the bols ruins was a neat place to check out, and it was. There were several holes in the ceiling that gave it plenty of light. There were plenty of rooms to check out, and they all had stories written in ancient heiroglyphics. He'd bought a translation guide to decode them.
Traveling with his was his trusty Flareon. He was Kyle's old friend. Also, he could light up and entire room with his fire breath.
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