MullenGuard the Kings return.

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Harold had everyone tied down, Minx was put in a cage where he couldn’t teleport out of, all the others were in a cage and chained down, and Faiah was locked in a pillory, her wings tied down.  Harold stood up making a message to the people.  

    “Citizens of MullenGuard! These are traitors to the kingdom, they form a rebellion to your king, trying to find a false prophecy about a long lost prince...who is the true king.” he said.  “I am the true king of MullenGuard, not that pretender. He came to my palace...and died.” the crowd cheered as the rebels gasped, the crowd was mainly Hob-goblins, Nightwalkers, Cavetrolls, and Blind Knights.

    “That’s a bloody lie, ya gothic prick.” shouted Gaylen.  A Blind Knight walked over and held it’s sword at Gaylen.

    “Silence welp.  Here lies the leader of the rebellion, a pixie who goes by the name of Faiah.  This pixie was once loyal to the throne, and now she chased a fantasy,” he leaned down to her face.  “And failed.” a tear began to fall from Faiah’s face. “Don’t cry yet, that comes later. But first...does the accused have anything to say?”  Faiah spat in his face.  

    “Go fuck yourself.” she said.  Harold wiped his face clean then backhanded her in the face.

    “A fitting last act of rebellion, for you.” he said.  A man wearing a black mask over his head, he was holding a long axe and align it with her neck.  “Let no creature look to these grounds and forget this moment. Let no one who dares to rebel see a chance of victory.  And let these fools be cursed, by we who ready to say...off with their heads!” 

    The executioner lifted his axe then swung it down but stopped mid air, the sky shook as the sound of thunder echoed through the clouds.  Everyone looked to the sky in wonderment, suddenly a flock of Birgulls came swarming down, picking up creatures and dropping them mid air.

    Through the doors came Wing and Fuzzykin with other tigerogs riding behind them.  Wing shot a beam of light towards a group of Hob-Goblins, they all went flying away.  He then jumped off of Fuzzykin, spun his staff around and shot a blue beam of energy, it stunned a Blind Knight knocking him back.  He blocked an attack from another Knight with his staff, then sent him back with the beam of light.

    “You’re no king, tyrant Harold.” Wing said. Harold jumped off of the platform, sword drawn, and ran towards Wing.  Wing vanished right before Harold could strike. Thunder broke the clouds above with their roaring sound, but it wasn’t a storm, it was Tintreach.  The dragon shot lightning down upon the grounds, clearing a landing point for himself. Joe jumped off of Tintreach, he pulled Zeiken out of its sheath, the markings on it glowed bright as he got close to Harold.

    “Miss me uncle?” Joe said.  Harold looked madder than ever, he pointed his sword towards Joe.

    “You...give me the sword boy.” he said.

    “I’d rather not.” Joe said.  He looked at Harold and the memory came back.  “How dare you take his place. How dare you take the name of king.  You killed him in cold blood...you killed an unarmed man by stabbing him in his heart..in cold blood…”  he spun Zeiken around his wrist and got into a fighting stance. “...you killed my father...prepare to die.” 

Harold ran towards Joe, he swung his sword downwards, Joe blocked the attack, performed a spin kick to the chest and landed on his feet, this time he had a sword and shield out. 

Wing slammed his staff down, freeing the rebels.  Gaylen grabbed a Blind Knight’s helmet and head bud him, T’rongk kicked down another Knight and grabbed his sword.  Cat’ell grabbed a bow and arrow and shot down a line of Hob-Golbins, Minx got out of his cage and teleported to the ground with his claws out.  Faiah grabbed her sword and flew over the enemies, clashing blades with them.