War. Absolute warfare. There was an outbreak of battle between the Spades and Clubs, and with luck, the Clubs attacked the Spade's castle. It was a sudden, strong attack, meant to kill the royal family then flee.
The Spades fought back with massive strength, but the Clubs out-matched them, killing their way to the throne room, where the king, Alfred, was. One spell could strip the kingdom of all its power, and it's king. Alfred was already in the fight, wounded and carrying a staggered walk. He was accompanied by his ace, Matthew Williams, head of the military, servant to the king.
"Let's end it here, Jones," The Clubs king, Ivan Braginski, along with his Queen and Ace, Elizabeta Hedervary, and Natalya Arlovskaya.
Alfred struggled to his feet, shaking away Matthew, who was trying to wrap his arm in a bandage.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?!" Matthew nervously tried to talk Alfred down but dealt nothing.
"You'll never be able to take down the Spades, the Diamonds are on their way-" Alfred spoke through clenched teeth, grasping his shoulder tightly to stop the bleeding.
Ivan laughed, his tall figure looming over the two Spades, "You believe they'll help you? Their Jack doesn't even want to get involved with you, you believe that air-headed king will?"
Alfred didn't respond, and Matthew didn't bother either, they knew Ivan had a point.
"Ah, I bet it comes in the family. They're both useless and helpless." Natalya said in a cold voice, her face still emotionless.
The Queen laughed, "Good one. So then, shall I do it?"
Ivan smiled, still focusing on the Spadian King, "Yes. I believe so."
The Queen lifted her hand, exposing her palm to the King, "Don't worry, we'll make sure your Ace is right behind you."
The room glowed, Matthew opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out.
The Queen threw her hand, shooting a beam of glowing light at the King.
A sudden voice shouted, catching the eyes of both the Aces.
