sighed Sophie to her best friend Sam later that afternoon as they sat cross-legged on the floor in her bedroom. An old leather book lay on the carpet between them. Sophie fiddled with its cover with a sigh. “I know he wishes Anthony was the Guardian instead of me.” Anthony was Sophie’s twin brother. He and Sophie didn’t get on at all. Anthony hated the fact that Sophie was as good at sports as he was, and just as strong. “Anthony probably would be a better Guardian,” added Sophie glumly. “No way!” Sam exclaimed. “Yes way.” Sam shook his head so hard that his red hair stood up. “Anthony would be a useless Guardian. I bet if he saw one of those Ink Cap Goblins we met the other day, he’d scream and look like this…” He pulled a bug-eyed face. “Or this!” He pulled another face, crossing his eyes and pulling his ears out. “You were really brave, Soph. You fought those goblins and beat them. If it hadn’t been for you, they’d have got away with the green gem.”
