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"Your Majesty, my sword will pierce through that beautiful face of yours if you're not careful."
After the mysterious death of their father, twins Ranboo and Sylvia, learn that their lives weren't as truthful as they thought.
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TIME BECAME SLOW
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Wilbur watched wide-eyed as the cocktail was being held, feeling hopeless.
He could run, but what would he have done aside from being stabbed to death?
The situation wasn't something common, especially with him in the mix, so a dagger wasn't...Wilbur-like, at least to his father anyway.
It was almost expected that Technoblade handled weaponry, given his mastered skill, to where the small village behind the castle believed he was a god in a previous life.
But Technoblade wasn't here, and all responsibilities were placed onto Wilbur.
He thought about creating a distraction, but how would it stop what was currently happening?
Sylvia was looking around, wanting to help in some way when she noticed a flashing light in the corner of her eye. Her eyes darted around until she saw the light again. She focused and made out a tip of an arrow being illuminated by the torches outside the castle.
"Wilbur, someone else is here." She whispered.
"Who?"
Sylvia continued staring until she saw the type of bow being used.
"Punz!" Sylvia whispered harshly.
Wilbur watched at the bottle was thrown and instantly shattered, sending small balls of flame in every direction, including back at the guards.
Sylvia continued to watch Punz as he placed his bow down and picked up a crossbow, his eyes locked on his victims. He stood up as the guards looked around aimlessly, standing perfectly in line with his shot. He smiled as he pointed the crossbow at the three guards, shooting them all at once. They dropped with a satisfying thud as dust kicked up around them.
The bits of fire remained a little longer before putting themselves out.
Punz walked over to Wilbur and Sylvia as he pulled the bow over his shoulder with the crossbow in hand.
"I have no idea how you managed to be unseen, 'cus that was some next level spy shit." Punz laughed.
Wilbur didn't laugh, recognizing the weapon being held by Punz. "Is that Technoblade's crossbow?"
Punz looked down at his hand. "He won't mind if I borrow it, I'm sure."
