Ikana Historia

The War to End It All

"Sire, the Terminian tribes aren't giving up," the Captain said, bursting into the throne room.

"Keeta, how many times do I have to tell you? Just knock them back into the canyon!" The King shot back, his words echoing through the chamber.

"It's not that easy, sir. They keep pouring out like blood from a wound in the ground. They seem to reproduce like Bombchus. We should give up. Die in dignity rather than fight like fools. The giants they befriended are-"

"I care not for your insolence,"the King interrupted. " Where is my Garo master?" The king stood up to his full height and looked about.

"Here, my lord." A voice came from the cieling. The Garo master dropped down with a silence like a snowflake falling on water. "What is your bidding?"

The king jumped. "Goddesses almighty, you scared me." The Garo master may have smirked, but his mask made it hard to tell. The king adjusted his robes stiffly and continued: "Take care of that Terminian scum and report back when finished. Make sure they are decimated. Annihilated. Anything. Just get rid of them."

"As you command, my lord." The Garo master disappeared in a blinding flash.

Keeta stood at the end of the hall nervously staring at the sitting king. "Well?" the King called across. "What now, Keeta? Are you just going to stand there or should I demote you to a footsoldier?" Keeta shifted and replied, "Well, sir, I require your dismissal." "Oh, hell to that. You've done enough soldier crap today. Guards." The King got up and left the room flanked by two guards. Keeta stood for a bit, mumbled, and left.