Just a Thief.

Chapter 31

Someone in the comments on one of the chapters killed me and now someone else is hiding the body- thank you for the laugh <3
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Karl, Eret, Phil, Wilbur, and Charlie.

Thats all who was left.

No more soldiers, no walls, no castle to protect them.

Schlatt lost only twenty-five percent of his mob army, creepers being a big factor in that loss.

Karl was loosing blood at an alarming rate, Eret and Phil have ringing in their ears from the blast, Wilbur and Charlie are mentally and physically drained.

"Well, well. Looks like you've lost your army. Now to just get rid of the general and then we can call this a success!" Schlatt said, Bad was standing next to him.

He had a few scratches while Schlatt was unharmed.

Karls eyes widened, he knew death was inevitable. Especially with the job of protecting the king but he didn't know he would die so early on in life.

Schlatt moved closer to Karl sword in hand. It shined with blood.

Karl tried standing but ultimately couldn't, he's lost to much blood.

"Well shit." He said, he laughed, "This is unfortunate." He continued.

Charlie moved quick to stand infront of Karl, panting when he got there.

Schlatt laughed, "What, you think you can stop me? Kid you're literally about to pass out! Don't be a hero and just die quietly." He said pointing the sword at him.

Charlie held his own up weakly, he didn't have much faith in defeating Schlatt, but he could only hope to stall Schlatt, for what, he doesn't know.

"Suit yourself kid." Schlatt brought his sword up and swung as hard as he could at Charlie.

Charlie blocked it, making the metle scrape together.

Charlie winced at his aching bones, his stance was sloppy, and Schlatt already had the upper hand.

Charlie pushed against Schlatt's sword with all of his might, his feet were slipping in the dirt.

Schlatt realized Charlie wasn't gonna give up, 'Damn this kid.' He thought.

Schlatt slashed at Charlie more and more, each time was with new found anger. Schlatt wasnt good with a sword or any weapon, he was just a business man.

Charlie started gaining the upper hand, new found confidence fueled his body.

His body didn't seem to ache anymore, his stance wasn't sloppy, and Schlatt was not having a good time.

Charlie pushed against Schlatt's sword and sent him stumbling back.

Schlatt had to gain his footing, his smirk from earlier was replaced with an angry frown.

Charlie huffed, his adrenaline was going down. He doesn't know how much longer he can keep up.

Eret and Phil were in no shape to fight and Wilbur isn't allowed to put his life in danger to save a friend, doesn't mean he wouldn't do it though.

So that's why he stepped in.

"Wilbur- No. Karl has saved me more times then I can count and Charlie is tired. You can stop me when your ears stop ringing." Wilbur said as he joined Charlie.

"Don't you just hate heros, and this isn't even a fair fight! Bad." Schlatt said.

Bad nodded and took out a sword, "Now its a fair fight." Schlatt's smile was evil and Bad didn't look happy.

They couldn't tell if it was from Schlatt loosing or if it was from Schlatt giving him orders like he was a dog.

Either way, they just hoped Bad wasn't as good a fighter as Schlatt hypes him up to be.
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Word count: 630

I think next chapter might be the last one? I'm not sure, just depends on how well I feel.

I have a side kind of story that I can write and bullish if you'd like to read that? Idk

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