Token, the mysterious and fantastical realm opposite Earth, is home to many creatures. Beasts, devils, goblins, centaurs, and so on. But it is also home to Demons, Elves, and Fairies. And just like Earth, there is war and suffering. Plagues, disease...
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"I want to get into the infirmary," Lenix said as firmly as he could. The guard wasn't all too intimidating, but he wasn't about to start a fight. Especially when the Queen was around.
"Well, too bad." The guard said with a shake of his head. "Only wounded fighters are allowed inside, and they're not released until the Queen says so."
Lenix huffed, looking from the infirmary doors to the doors he had just barged through. While Jester was annoying and easily got on his nerves, he couldn't let her die. It was injustice, really. He wasn't big on politics or saving lives or being a hero. Far from it, actually. But something inside of him was pushing him to do the right thing. And doing the right thing meant saving the Demi-Demon.
The infirmary doors loomed in his eyesight, as if taunting him. He growled quietly and turned back to the guard, crossing his arms. It was clear that the only way to get to Jester would be to come up with a quick lie. He wasn't the best at lying, however. No matter how hard he tried, Zadak was always able to tell when he wasn't being truthful. Most Demons were experts at lying right from their birth, but Lenix had never mastered that skill. But it never hurt to try.
"I...uh...the Queen sent me. To...check on the injured Demons." Lenix slowly muttered, forcing his poker face to remain glued to his face without faltering.
The guard raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem to fully believe him. He glanced from the door to Lenix, his fingers twitching against the handle of the ax in his hand. "Why would the queen need to check on them? She said she'd come herself to make sure everything was in order."
"She...is busy watching the fights...obviously." Lenix said, straightening his posture. "Do you question the queen's word?"
"Well, no, but..."
"Then open the doors and let me through. I need to make sure everyone is still breathing. They've been out for a while, and the Queen would like to know that they are okay." Lenix added an edge of authority to his voice, and it actually made him smile to see the nervous look on the guard's face. No one wanted to go against what the Queen said, after all.
"O-okay. Let me unlock these for you." The guard pulled out a ring of keys and fumbled with it for a moment before finding the correct key moving around the counter, nervously unlocking the door.
Lenix walked inside, making sure to look around carefully. He didn't want to seem too eager, after all. That would make him suspicious.
The infirmary was a large room with multiple beds lined up in rows, a few with occupants that had either lost the fights or suffered severe wounds. The familiar stench of blood made him wheezy, and he quickly shooed the guard away and shut the door with a clang.
Jester perked up from where she sat on one of the rock hard beds, her eyes widening. "Lenix? Hi!" She bounded over to him, her tail wagging like a dog. "How'd you get in here?"
