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    "We Don't Know what they could use it for!" A voice boomed over the  clashing of training soldiers. "They could attack any day now. They could make themselves invincible!"

His face was covered in sweat but awfully calm for somebody claiming to have seen such horrific things. He was a lot smaller than everybody else, but a lot more confident with an ego too big for his body.

"The Vamperians Have never been a threat. Why should we worry now?" Unalike the small panting man, the king was large and sweet. Despite being a giant amongst his men he often spoke quietly with little confidence, leading others to question his capabilities. "We shouldn't poke a lion" 

"But-"

"We're not going to attack the largest kingdom five thousand mile from here so you can be sure that you saw what you saw, I'm in charge and i need to be a protector not a conquer " The king stood up and walked out of the room, using all his social energy for the day... or perhaps for the next week.

The small man was left with his own frustration and the loud clashing and banging of swords and shields. Walking back to his small home he couldn't help but return the glares of citizens passing by. 

I didn't mean to, I was trying to make us stronger

He didn't take two steps into his door before unleashing his anger onto the furniture laying about the house. He was yelling at nonexistent rulers, soldiers and victims. In his mind he was back on the battle field, in charge. He loved to be in charge.

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