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her gaze back and forth between B??ri Khan and the Eeror.
B??ri Khan kept ing, his cruel laughter bouncing off the bea. His sword whipped through the air, and Mulan sorsaulted to another beanbsp; to stay out of the way. The tal clanged as his sword struck the beanbsp; where she had been just nts before. Taking advantage of the ss, Mulan raced upward, king her way to the Eeror. She heard B??ri Khan roar with rage as he gave chase behind her.
Beanbsp; to beanbsp; they went, with Mulan barely staying ahead of the huge, hulking warrior. But stay ahead she did, and soon she had reached the captive Eeror. Turning just in ti, Mulan t B??ri Khan’s sword as it once again swung toward her. The sound of tal on tal filled the air as she struggled to hold strong against Khan’s onslaught. But then he swung one last ti, and the tion was so powerful that it sent her sword flying out of her hand.
In horror, Mulan watched as the blade fell down, down, down toward the ground and then, with a hiss, dropped into the burning liquid of the furnace. Mulan let out a cry of despair as she watched her father’s sword disappear, lting into nothing.
For a long nt, she stared at the furnace. She had lost her father’s sword. She had lost everything. How could she stand a chance now against the great and powerful B??ri Khan?
And then, fronbsp; above, she heard a voice. “You are a ghty warrior.”
Looking up, she t the Eeror’s gaze. Even though he was trapped, he looked strong—and cal
“Rise up like the Phoenix,” the Eeror went on. “Fight for the kingdonbsp; and its people.”
Rise up like the Phoenix. The Eeror’s words hung over Mulan. Was this part of why the Phoenix had e to her? Had everything been leading to this nt? She thought back to the despair she had felt as she stood on the untain cliff, exiled and alone. And then she thought about the strength she had found when she had faced Xianniang, and the power she had felt when she heard Coander Tung ept her. Despite the odds and the obstacles thrown her way, she had overe. She was a phoenix. She had risen above it all and bee a warrior.
Hearing the beating of wings behind her, Mulan slowly rose to her feet and turned. She gasped as she saw the Phoenix appear, wings spread. The bird was no longer the wretched creature she had been when Mulan first t her. She was beautiful. Strong. Magnificent. Her feathers nearly blinded Mulan with their vivid color.
Filled with a renewed sense of purpose and power fronbsp; the Eeror’s
B??ri Khan kept ing, his cruel laughter bouncing off the bea. His sword whipped through the air, and Mulan sorsaulted to another beanbsp; to stay out of the way. The tal clanged as his sword struck the beanbsp; where she had been just nts before. Taking advantage of the ss, Mulan raced upward, king her way to the Eeror. She heard B??ri Khan roar with rage as he gave chase behind her.
Beanbsp; to beanbsp; they went, with Mulan barely staying ahead of the huge, hulking warrior. But stay ahead she did, and soon she had reached the captive Eeror. Turning just in ti, Mulan t B??ri Khan’s sword as it once again swung toward her. The sound of tal on tal filled the air as she struggled to hold strong against Khan’s onslaught. But then he swung one last ti, and the tion was so powerful that it sent her sword flying out of her hand.
In horror, Mulan watched as the blade fell down, down, down toward the ground and then, with a hiss, dropped into the burning liquid of the furnace. Mulan let out a cry of despair as she watched her father’s sword disappear, lting into nothing.
For a long nt, she stared at the furnace. She had lost her father’s sword. She had lost everything. How could she stand a chance now against the great and powerful B??ri Khan?
And then, fronbsp; above, she heard a voice. “You are a ghty warrior.”
Looking up, she t the Eeror’s gaze. Even though he was trapped, he looked strong—and cal
“Rise up like the Phoenix,” the Eeror went on. “Fight for the kingdonbsp; and its people.”
Rise up like the Phoenix. The Eeror’s words hung over Mulan. Was this part of why the Phoenix had e to her? Had everything been leading to this nt? She thought back to the despair she had felt as she stood on the untain cliff, exiled and alone. And then she thought about the strength she had found when she had faced Xianniang, and the power she had felt when she heard Coander Tung ept her. Despite the odds and the obstacles thrown her way, she had overe. She was a phoenix. She had risen above it all and bee a warrior.
Hearing the beating of wings behind her, Mulan slowly rose to her feet and turned. She gasped as she saw the Phoenix appear, wings spread. The bird was no longer the wretched creature she had been when Mulan first t her. She was beautiful. Strong. Magnificent. Her feathers nearly blinded Mulan with their vivid color.
Filled with a renewed sense of purpose and power fronbsp; the Eeror’s