Panda On The Lanes

This one means a little more than just looking good on the lanes.

My SWAG Andy Rangel “Refuse to Lose” CoolWick Jersey is officially available online!

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NO SURRENDER.
REFUSE TO LOSE.

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The fire hadn’t worked, and Wolverine wasn’t about to give them another chance.

She immediately went on the offensive, closing the distance and swinging her axe toward Panda. Still nursing his injured arm, Panda barely managed to duck beneath the blade while Allie reacted in a completely different way—launching herself straight into the air with the kind of agility that made even Wolverine hesitate.

The missed strike carried Wolverine’s axe past Panda and buried it deep into the stone wall.

For Wolverine, it was a mistake.

For Allie, apparently, it was a seat.

She landed effortlessly on top of the embedded axe and looked down at Wolverine with an almost annoyingly playful expression. By then Panda had gotten back to his feet, the baby dragon perched on his shoulder and watching closely as the two stared each other down.

Wolverine had spent years training for intruders. She knew how to fight them, trap them, and stop them from reaching what she had sworn to protect.

She had apparently never trained for someone like these three.

And judging by the look on Wolverine’s face, she was beginning to realize this confrontation wasn’t going quite the way she expected.




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The little dragon saw her first.

Allie was still tending to Panda’s injured arm when the dragon suddenly stiffened on her shoulder. Its attention locked onto the figure farther down the corridor.

The Wolverine.

It didn’t know about the Protectors of the Realm. It didn’t know about the order she had spent years obeying or what waited behind the chamber she guarded.

It only knew that Panda was hurt.

And she was standing between them and whatever came next.

Before Allie could stop it, the little dragon leapt forward and unleashed a stream of fire down the corridor.

The Wolverine didn’t retreat.

She tightened her grip on the axe and began to spin it.

Faster.

And faster.

Until steel became a blur and the dragon’s fire struck it head-on, splitting around her in a roaring wave of flame.

Panda stared from the floor.

Allie froze.

And the Wolverine never moved from her ground.

The message was becoming very clear.

They weren’t getting past her easily.




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The trap had done exactly what it was designed to do.

For the first time in years, the Wolverine moved through the halls of the Ex*****on Grounds with her axe in hand. Someone had entered her territory, triggered one of her defenses, and made it farther than anyone was supposed to.

Then she saw them.

At the opposite end of the corridor, Panda sat injured while Allie worked quickly to mend his arm. They didn’t look like raiders or thieves. They looked vulnerable, unaware that the guardian of the Ex*****on Grounds was standing just beyond the torchlight.

But someone was aware.

Perched on Allie’s shoulder, the little Shadow Dragon turned toward the darkness. Its eyes locked onto the Wolverine.

For a moment, neither moved.

The dragon knew.

The Wolverine knew it knew.

Her grip tightened around the axe. Whatever these strangers were doing here, she still had the same order she had carried for years:

Nothing leaves this chamber.




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The 90s Vibes jersey finally made its way from the design screen to the lanes! 🐼🎳

There’s something pretty damn cool about wearing a jersey I personally designed and seeing it come to life exactly how I imagined it. Loud colors, retro energy, SWAG front and center, and plenty of Panda On The Lanes personality.

And yeah… I had to actually throw a few shots in it. Can’t just stand there looking pretty. 😂

Huge thank you to CoolWick for bringing my design to life and making it available for anyone who wants to rock it themselves.

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Seeing my own jersey available for other bowlers to wear still feels a little surreal. If you grab one, I absolutely want to see you rocking it on the lanes!

Years passed.

The world outside the Ex*****on Grounds changed, but inside these walls, her order remained exactly the same.

“Nothing leaves this chamber.”

So she waited.

Day after day. Year after year.

When there were no threats to eliminate, no traps to reset, and no orders to carry out, the Wolverine found ways to pass the time.

Today, it was solitaire.

Same halls. Same duty. Different day.

Until—

CLANK!

Her eyes immediately snapped toward the sound.

One of her traps had been triggered.

For the first time in a very long time, someone was inside the Ex*****on Grounds.

The cards could wait.

Her hand reached for the axe.

Someone was getting closer to what she had sworn to protect.

And she had been given only one order.

Nothing leaves this chamber.





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MEANWHILE…

Long before Panda ever set foot in the Ex*****on Grounds, someone else’s story had already begun.

She had nothing. No home. No purpose. No one waiting for her.

Then the Protectors of the Realm found her.

They saw something in the young Wolverine that others hadn’t. She was taken from the streets and given something she had never known before—a purpose.

She was trained to fight.

Trained to survive.

Trained to build the very traps that would one day protect the halls entrusted to her.

And when her training was complete, she was given one final charge.

Deep within the Ex*****on Grounds, behind a sealed chamber, something powerful was placed under her protection.

She was given a single order:

“Nothing leaves this chamber.”

Years passed.

The world outside changed.

But her order never did.

A duty of honor.
A duty of silence.
A duty without end.

Until someone finally entered the Ex*****on Grounds…




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Allie found me.

She went straight to work on my arm while her little Shadow Dragon kept watch. The cut looks worse than it is. At least, that’s what I’m choosing to believe based on the amount of bandaging happening right now.

But then the dragon froze.

Its eyes locked on the corridor behind us.

The scraping had stopped.

No chains.
No dragging metal.
Nothing.

Then we saw the silhouette.

Whatever has been leaving those marks through the Ex*****on Grounds isn’t wandering these halls.

It’s patrolling them.

And now there are two of us trapped inside its territory.

The medic found the Panda.

Something else found us both.

To be continued…




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