Kingdom Come

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Zack is so excited, he can't keep the laughter to himself.

Zack: Yeah! I'm gonna steal that crystal and make the admiral proud!

Two robot guards heard him.

Robot Guard: Hold up.

Robot Guard #2: Did he just say what I think he just said?

Robot Guard: Affirmative.

Robot Guard #2: Then let us blast this criminal to kingdom come.

Zack gets blocked by the two robot guards.

Robot Guard: Halt, perpetrator.

Zack: Huh? Wh-what's happening?

Robot Guard #2: You shall be terminated for threatening to steal one of our artifacts.

Zack: N-no I didn't! I was just... reciting for a play!

Robot Guard: Oh. I do enjoy theatrical performances.

Robot Guard #2: Indeed. [to Zack] It would be most favorable if you could recite your performance for us.

Zack goes with it.

Zack: O-okay. It goes something like...

He raises an arm.

He raises another arm.

He brings his arms down and forward, clapping his hands.

Then, he marches as he does his gesture, repeatedly, smiling because this is fun to him.

The robots watch with great interest.

Robot Guard: Most spectacular.

Robot Guard #2: Affirmative.

Zack: Come on, guys! Do it with me!

Robot Guards: Engage performance.

Then, they all start doing the stupid silly dance.

{CRASH}

Impaled through one of the guard's chests is a long-bladed weapon known as a naginata spear. But the blade, composed of pure energy, is beaming bright yellow. The robot guard with the blade in its chest looks at the other.

Robot Guard: We have a situation.

The guard falls over as Cyphid leaps out and that prompts the other guard to fire. Cyphid, being apart of the Eyezakorp armada since its creation, knows all about military strategy. He's the brains of the armada, knowing the in and out of every fight. He quickly yanks the blade out of the robot's chest and deflects the attack from the other.

Robot Guard: Attention. We have a situation. Backup needed.

The other robot guards in the surrounding area respond.

Robot Guards: Affirmative.

Cyphid: Rough-Pound!

Rough-Pound: Yeeeeeehaw!

Rough-Pound cackles as he slams his spiked gauntlets into the robot's face, sending it flying back.

Zack, watching the whole thing, is so impressed.

Zack: Oh my Gosh! You guys are so awesome!

Cyphid: You think so?

Zack: Totally! Even you, Cyphid!

Cyphid enjoys the praise.

Cyphid: Yes, well, with a genius brain like mine...

He realizes.

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