CHAPTER 19: The Karoll Saga.

Rafaél Chickenwings: "He sold us... he betrayed us... he surrendered ...surrendered us all"

Rocket Birb: "I understand your frustration, boss; but it really ain't that bad"

Rafaél: -turns to him as they're both sitting on a bar having drinks- "Rocket Birb... you've always been my most trusted bird, my right hand, my second on command; so I'll hear you out ...tell me, tell me how so; tell me how it ain't that bad"

Rocket: "it ain't so bad, sir. There won't be a trial for us... for anyone, really. The war is over; we can just leave our uniforms, weapons and go home. We can live peaceful lives under the MBA's regime" –smiles warmly across the bar-

Rafaél: -tightens his grip on his glass until it breaks- "NO! I will keep fighting Beakins; I will keep fighting for the Kingdom"

Rocket: "...with all due respect, sir; there is no Kingdom to fight for. The Avian Kingdom is no more" –noticeably nervous-

Rafaél: "THEN I AM THE AVIAN KINGDOM NOW! We still have a bunch of human slaves under our command... we'll mobilize them. And WE are the royal guard; the best bunch of warriors in the whole galaxy"

Rocket: "we are still a speck of dust against the giant the MBA has become... they are all united to go after the Magics and defeat them once and for all; they'll just squash us if we get in the way"

Rafaél: -gets up and walks with his hands on his lower back while giving a speech to all of his birds- "The odds are massively stacked against us... BUT WE WILL DO WHAT IT TAKES TO GET OUR KINGDOM BACK! If any of you feel unfit to the challenge before us, you are free to leave"

Pollito Pio: "Yeah... I think I'll pass on this. It was nice sharing all this time with you all; all the battles, all the victories, all our defeats ...I'm going home now" –gets up and starts walking off-

Rafaél: -pulls out a hand cannon revolver and shoots Pollito Pio dead- "Oh...! I guess you weren't so free to do that after all... sorry, I've chosen the wrong words. Welp, we're going to Ruborsia!"

Rocket: "Ruborsia, sir? That's where the MBA is chasing down the remaining Orb Keeper; that's where the Organic/Transorganic versus Magic war is taking place... it's a total war zone. Wouldn't that decrease our survival chances?"

Rafaél: "Nope! It will massively increase them, you see? Our enemies will be too busy fighting each other, which makes it for us as the smallest faction very easy to move around. That's our highest chance of survival besides hiding or surrendering; which I, of course, am not willing to do at all"

Rocket: "Alright! I'll get everything ready for our trip"

/Meanwhile, in the southern hemisphere of Schlapente/

Derk Wolf: "Hey! It's alright; nobody´s judging you for having been part of the Avian Kingdom; you can just fight for us now, no grievances included. The Kingdom is over and nobody is standing trial for any war crimes that may or may have not been committed"

Karoll Vizuet: "Are you sure...? and... I haven't ever fought only Magic beings alone; I don't even know what it's like" –scratching her arm while looking down tenderly-

Derk: "Don't worry, I'll have you assigned to my squad; that way I can look after you and teach you at the same time how to fight against the Magics" –winks playfully-

Karoll: "Alright!" –smiles blushing- "I'll go with you to Ruborsia"