I take out my spells. Soldiers greet us. We stop to a halt. Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
"Prince Average??" Arthus asks.
"Its Avuragje." He says.
I see him near something covered in a tarp. I can feel it. I can hear it.
"What in the kingdom are you doing here?" I ask.
"Thank the Kingdom!" King White comes running.
A knight pushes him.
"Papa! Are you alright?" Snow asks.
"I'm fine Snow. But I can't say the same for you." King White looks at Prince Average.
"I gave you plenty of time to reconsider King." Prince Average scoffs.
"What is going on?" Snow asks.
"This pin has been trying to buy off our lands." King White says.
"I gave you plenty of opportunities fat king. I'm resorting to force." Prince Average hisses.
"We all know how this ends, you lose, so just give up." Arthur takes out his sword.
We walk forward. Jack takes out his cloak. Pino and the two others take out their inventions.
"I have this." He pulls off a tarp.
My eyes widen. No... the staff. I can hear it screaming toward me.
"How did you get it?" I ask.
"Oh, it's a long boring story." He says.
"Listen to me, you have no idea how powerful m- that staff is." I walk forward.
"It's an awesome weapon from Mazorooth." He chuckles.
"It's actually Maziroath." I mutter.
"Sorry?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Nothing." I snap.
"Oh? Okay then. Get them!" Prince Average yells.
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𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱𝔥
FantasyI can't believe I only have one Red Shoes and the Seven Dwarfs. So, I decided to change all that. 5,000 years ago, the demon general Maziroath created a dark curse after the entire demon army tried to take over Fairy Tale Island. The curse was said...
