Summary: While the citizens of Shin Makoku suffer under Yuuri's new law, an evil danger lurks beneath the evil surface…
Chapter 4: The Deep Ones
"Tell me, Hjolki, are you still evil?" said a low voice, echoing off of the walls of the cavern.
"Of course, master, I am always evil," came the evil reply.
"Good. I will need your evil help in creating my evil plan."
It was a dank dungeon, deep in the earth under Shin Makoku. There, the band of evildoers continued in their plans to take over the demon kingdom. Why?
"Because we are evil!" Abelone raised his mace to the sky, though it was actually a ceiling. And it wasn't painted to look like the sky, either, it was painted to look like a giant turd. At least, that is what Abelone assumed the intention was, because that is sure as hell what it looked like.
"Who were you talking to, my lord?" Hjolki asked.
"Oh, no one, not important. Anyway, with regards to that evil plan…" Abelone's hand grasped a long swath of paper and held it before him. Hjolki illumated it with a torch.
"The fool king of Shin Makoku has enacted a new law forcing all of its denizens to go without their arms!"
Hjolki immediately dropped the torch.
"No, you fool, we're evil, remember? We don't need to obey their laws!"
"Oh." Hjolki picked the torch up again.
"This is the perfect opportunity to launch our attack. They will not see it coming, the fools… for we will not enter from the front, the rear, above or diagonally, nor by the top half of the diameter were you to imagine Blood Pledge Castle as nesting on the center diameter of a large sphere…"
"What are you saying, my lord?"
"We will attack them from… UNDERNEATH!" Abelone raised his hands to the sky in victory.
"Well, it's not like we really have any other way to get up there."
"Shut up, Hjolki."