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Ubaloo,” The Keeper said.
     
    Word spread quickly in Everville. In the land of the Fron and in Brackenbone, many rushed to help prepare the Ubaloo and the marmooks in the hopes of rescuing the brave giants who had succumbed to the elements of the wasteland.
    One thousand Ubaloo soldiers approached the portal in Brackenbone. Their attire was streamlined and light, to minimize the effect of the wasteland. Likewise, in the land of the Fron, several dozen marmooks hopped along with containers strapped to their furry round bodies ready to cross through the portal and arrive at the monolith in the land of the giants.
    The Ubaloo soldiers marched across the portal, one wave at a time. When the final wave of Ubaloo had crossed and the last of the marmooks arrived, General Varrick and a small contingent of giants escorted them through the portal in the monolith across to Lillymore.
    The giants brought large crates. Each giant carried two of the large crates that held dozens of miniature muscle-bound Ubaloo solders. Once the giants reached the edge of the Lillymore, they would release the Ubaloo and marmooks.
    “Now!” signaled General Varrick.
    The giants made a running start, and then each of them leapt hundreds of yards into the air. Leap after leap, the giants came closer to the edge of Lillymore near the vast wasteland.
    A few marmooks peeked over the side of the crates once the giants took flight. They whimpered and shrunk back down as close to the bottom as possible until the giants arrived.
    “Get moving. Let’s fill up the containers by the stream and get the water to the giants,” General Varrick said to the marmooks.
    The three dozen marmooks filled up their containers, and the Ubaloo kneeled beside them while taking a few sips of the purple water before venturing into the wasteland.
    “It’s now or never,” said one of the Ubaloo.
    The marmooks hopped across the border into the wasteland. The Ubaloo followed behind, running as fast as they could. A few of marmooks stayed with the Ubaloo holding the containers of the purple water in case they got thirsty.
    The Ubaloo and marmooks followed in the general direction they were told by Consilium. The marmooks hopped along for several hours, only stopping every so often for a minute or two to rest and take small sips of the purple water.
    At last, the marmooks had arrived to the first giant. The Ubaloo were still a day’s journey behind, but closing fast. Two marmooks stayed with each giant until the last of the marmooks arrived at Borak’s location.
    One of the marmooks gently tapped on Borak’s head trying to get a response, but there was no movement. The giant’s face was chapped and dusty. The marmook brushed off the sand from Borak’s face and pried apart his lips, pouring in a small amount of the water. He waiting a few seconds, and repeated the process.
    Over the course of the next several hours, the marmooks continued to pour small amounts of the water into each of the giants’ mouths until they finally responded. Borak was the last to open his eyes. The giants remained weak, but their strength slowly returned.
    The Ubaloo themselves felt the drain of the wasteland, but not to the degree that it had affected the giants because they were so much smaller. Eventually, they too arrived. It took twelve hours between the time the first of the Ubaloo reached the first giant and the last of them reached Borak. By that time, the first few giants were able to walk on their own. The giants that were farther behind, including Borak, were still not able to get up.
    Soon only Borak remained in the wasteland, accompanied by a hundred Ubaloo and a few marmooks. The Ubaloo carefully lifted the giant up and carried him up above their heads with their tiny muscular arms. They could only make it half way before fatigue prevented them from carrying him any farther. They were then relieved by a second contingent of Ubaloo and several marmooks who had escorted the first of the