Ok folks. This is ch. 6.
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Oh, and if you wanta know, the Conquistadors is my fanfic. Its Invader Zim....
Oh well.
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Satchiel was sharpening his blade. It was a sword stolen from one of the guards in the half-completed fortress.
He took it up, and lifted it up. He had muttered some spells over it, protecting it, and it never got rusty. That was the best part.
Satchiel looked at the sky, and knew Riohni was not going to be back until sun down. It was midday.
He had a lot of time on his hands.
Satchiel looked at the tunnel at the end of the cave. He suddenly grinned.
"Perfect." He murmered. Satchiel walked towards it. He stood before it, and took a step to the dark mouth of the tunnel. It seemed to be beckoning him.
He took another step.
And he forgot it was so slippery.
He fell face foward.
He went down, and started sliding like a torpedo going through the water.
"WhooooAGGGHHHH!"
He tried to scream, but unfortunatley, he lost his voice to the wind.
He kept on going.
Satchiel rocketed out of the concealed tunnel mouth, and saw himself flying over the ground and going straight at a dumbfounded guard.
Aim for his stomach. Aim for his stomach.
Annnnnd...
He hit the guards stomach.
The guard was unconcious, because his insides were now flatter than a slip of paper.
Satchiel stood up, a bit wobbly.
His knees were a bit weak, like after coming off a way-too-extreme-roller-coaster, and then dancing.
Ya.
That kind of wobbly.
He suddenly stra-
No, sorry, he didn't straighten. He was still wobbly.
So he wobbled to the door, and balanced himself against it. The wobbliness left his legs.
He entered, only to find himself staring at two magicians, staring at him.
All of them were dumbfounded, but Satchiel recovered first.
"Adurna thrysta!"
The magicians felt rock hard water hit both of them, and they collapsed.
Whew.
Satchiel continued, and had to bash several more magicians and guards. What was with all these magicians?
He soon reached the office of Captain Jard. He grinned. Last time they met, he was so furious that he almost hacked off his own limbs trying to get him.
Satchiel put his ear to the door. No one was there. He went in.
He gazed around the room, and saw that this room was nothing but luxurious. It had a plump couch, a small table beside it, a large table in the middle, namly his desk, and then another room.
Satchiel went into it, curious.
His mouth dropped, then he tried to not burst out laughing.
There, on the bed, was Captain Jard, asleep, in a bathrobe.
He looked around, and saw paper to write on. He figured out how to from his mother.
He wrote on it,
Satchiel was here. Nice bathrobe.
He snickered, and left.
Satchiel heard shouting, and peeked out a window in the corridor to the gate.
What he saw angered him.
Satchiel saw several guards leading prisoners. Probably some people that tried to get to the Varden.
They should have realized the Varden didn't make this.
Satchiel felt fury over take him, so he walked briskly down the halls.
He saw a guard about his build, and made him go unconcious. He dragged him into a closet, and put on the guards clothes.
Satchiel was soon walking towards the prison.
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