The War Against the St Pastry Order p5

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Pastry's POV

Huh look at that, the first time I'm doing a First Person POV in a long time.

The kingdom was silent...too silent for my  taste...I do not like the silence one bit...

The kingdom is decorated by a dark red sky, the barrier covering everything around it in a bright shimmering light.

Said light is coming from the balcony...

If I can somehow get there...

I cannot stall any longer...

I hear the sound of thudding against the barrier walls, and see upon the sky magic I haven't seen the tyrant use...it doesn't even look like his rune circle...

I grit my teeth.

The Saviors...The Ovenbreakers...they were manipulated into helping his cause! What brainwashing mechanisms did these souls of darkness cast upon them?!

I should've acted fast enough...

No...

Perhaps I should've killed him when I had the chance...

No time to stall and worry now, my main goal is to breach the palace and take down this Crimson fool.

But what about this silence? The eerie lack of cookies in the area?

And no, it's possible the kingdom was evacuated, after all The Ovenbreakers would definitely not want to side with the tyrant still if Cookies were still in danger...no...

Where was the security?!

The kingdom is too barren! There's not a sight of life in this place! And that's suspicious for a Cookie who was known to take precautionary measures in order to keep his fortress stable...

No...

I stopped to look around...things usually existed in the shadows that are left unseen...there's got to be a single spec of security around here!

And it appears my fears were correct...




Thumping...loud mechanical thumping fills the night-like grounds of the kingdom, mechanical...

Wafflebots...









"You see, usually smart leaders would call for backup." I grit my teeth, holding my Fork of Judgement at the ready in response to the voice in front of me. As the thumping got louder, I saw...

One.

No...

Three Wafflebots coming in my direction...including a cookie riding on a mech.

This cookie must be the fabled Yogurt Crepe Cookie...inventor of the Wafflebots...curses...of course Dark Vanilla Cookie would keep the sole surviving engineer of his kingdom...

But how? The kingdom is at least 2 decades old! By this time Yogurt Crepe should be as old as those Elders from the republic!...well as old as Elder Vanilla Sugar...

No matter...it is clear he is still loyal to his king.

"It is much better if I come here alone to face that tyrant! And you are not stopping me heretic!" I aim my bow at his mech, trying to determine its heart...its power source...I see Yogurt Crepe scowl. "I am only here to protect my child...they are still waiting for me Reverend Mother...if I fall from your hands, that will be my jam on your consciousness!"

Immediately the Wafflebots charged at me, narrowly I dodged as one of them tried to smash me, for heavy things, they were quick...

Such is the ever growing technology of the Vanilla Kingdom.

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