Private Marcus was walking on the road looking for ammo when Balthazar and three of his lackeys caught him.
"Hello, Private Marcus," Emperor Ginold sneered as he walked out of the shadows.
"It's you," Private Marcus said with contempt. "I swore to kill you."
"Well, nice try, buddy," said Emperor Ginold. "Now tell me, where are the leaves?"
"What leaves?" said Private Marcus.
Ginold slapped him on the face.
"YOU KNOW WHAT LEAVES I'M TALKING ABOUT!!" Emperor Ginold roared. "THE LEAVES THAT JORDAN IS HIDING!!"
"If you think I'll actually tell you, you're retarded," said Private Marcus.
"Aw, how brave of you," Ginold said in a mocking voice. "Balthazar?"
"Yes, Emperor," Balthazar replied.
"Brutally kill him."
Balthazar and his lackeys started repeatedly punching Marcus. After spending exactly three minutes doing nothing other than punching Marcus in every direction possible, Balthazar picked up a large and rough stone that weighed around three-hundred pounds. He then proceeded to strike Marcus across the head with the stone as hard as he could. Marcus fell over. After that, one of Balthazar's lackeys walked over to Marcus and stomped him on the neck as hard as he could. There was a loud cracking sound, and Private Marcus was dead.
Jordan, Gary, Carl, Olivia, Arnie, and the army were at the camping area, waiting for Private Marcus to return. After waiting for hours, Jordan started becoming impatient.
"We told Private Marcus where the camping area is," he said to himself.
"Hey! Losers!" yelled a voice.
The soldiers stood up, picked up their swords, and pointed in every direction possible.
"Losers!"
It was Balthazar.
"You wanna know where Private Marcus is? Do you?"
"Where is he?!" Jordan yelled. "What have you done to him?!"
"PRIVATE MARCUS IS DEAD!!" Balthazar screamed. "WE BEAT HIM TO DEATH!!"
"Well, all I know is that you'll pay for that," Colonel Biorge said. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!!"
He threw a knife at Balthazar, but Balthazar used his laser shield to deflect it.
Balthazar then started speed walking up to Jordan.
"Yes? What is it? What do you want?" Jordan said impatiently.
Balthazar whispered something in Jordan's ear.
"You know it's true," Balthazar said as he finished. "Now, soldiers, I will walk out of this camping area without a single scratch on me."
And that was exactly what happened. Jordan ordered everyone to put away their weapons as Balthazar walked away.
"What did he tell you?" asked Carl.
"None of your business, really," said Jordan.
Carl shrugged and went into a porta-potty.
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The Adventures of a Sword
FantasíaA group of teenagers embark on a quest to end the tyrannical rule of an evil emperor.