The day before and the northern road leading to the newly built village without a name, it was here, overlooking the western horizon, the empty riverbed of the Folin River overlooking the great cliffs almost a kilometer high, that three riders on three mounts were heading, turning such a simple task into a real fiery conflict who will outsmart, who will be the first to reach the village in the north before sunset, even who will eat the meal faster, so today the three bronze mounts were rushing by their riders.
At the head of the competing opponents rode a golden-haired man and his brown eyes turned on either side of the two adversaries riding close. Martin in a black and yellow uniform with a sword at his belt was driving his mount along a well-trodden track on paved ground, racing with probably the most fierce competitor catching up with him at the moment, and now they were deprived of powers and sickles silver wolf, in a black coat and brown trousers, riding with an equal zeal, for both had a great task to accomplish no more than a great reward promised them.
They both had something they cared about, someone when Martin and his love were definite and the Man in the Blue Suit promised them a wish with no catches Martin had only one wish that no one would stand in his way and Jessica's way to their togetherness luck, Matin loved the curies of King Wingard and Selena, but he never thought that his happiness could be so close and so far away, because as it turned out, even after taking away the royal position, Selena will still oppose his relationship with their daughter, and only the Man in a Suit was his only chance, it made Martin fiercely competitive in every possible way.
Death riding close by also had his secrets, secrets revealed by the Man in the Suit himself, saying that his power is capable of reaching even those who have passed away long ago, and that as the Man in the Suit himself said is impossible, yet he and his cosmic power they are able to pull out those who left centuries ago, and the chance that appeared before Death meant that the silver wolf with two swords behind the cape could not just pass by such a chance indifferently, it was a one in a million chance but counted to three possibilities, because Death had only two competitors today and the chance to see her again was like a new best hope for him that Martin and Puss in Boots could take away from him.
Death drove his mount as fiercely as Martin riding beside them, both wanting to fulfill their dreams, to find happiness, and their eyes were almost sharper than the sharpest blade, only the orange striped cat in the back riding in a black coat, hat and boots rode close behind them on his mount without showing too much competition, which of course could also be a smokescreen, both opponents glanced from time to time, unsure of what their feline rival was planning, and when they looked behind them, even those big green cat eyes did not impress them, but it is unknown what it was like now the plan of the orange striped cat himself, he has not lost a beloved and obviously unknown certain truth, but his green eyes also expressed great intensity as well as his confident smile hiding the unexplored plan and what he wants most today, today and in the future when he competes for the token itself .
But all was interrupted three kilometers before the settlement itself, suddenly three mounts came to an abrupt halt and their riders shot into the air and landed facedown on the filthy, dusty ground.
- Ouch, what happened, what's wrong with you. Martin asked.
- I guess that's your trick!. Death shouted growling as he and Martin stood up and stared sharply into each other's eyes.
- Come on now, agreement builds and discord ruins. He said Puss in Boots, rising from the ground, but he quickly regretted his words when the sharp gaze of two fierce rivals landed just on him.
- maybe that's your plan huh, come on. said the accusing Martin, holding his right hand close to his belt and sword.
- come on Martin, would I really be so perfidious as to end up like you myself. Puss asked, shaking his head.
- and who knows, maybe it's a smokescreen. Martin said, hiding his hands behind his back.
- I don't understand one thing, what kind of plan can you have in this, what!. immortality!, and what will it give you, rrrr, basically everything, but I thought you were different. Said Death looking into Puss's green eyes but after losing his power he was unable to see anything but his own deadly reflection which angered him even more.
- tell the truth!, why!. Death asked angrily.
- I didn't do anything, the horses are just tired, driven to the limit, no wonder they refused to cooperate, look. Puss in Boots said as he approached the first horse he came across who was panting heavily like all of them.
- Better give them water. Puss added, and Martin and Death glanced at each other, expecting, and from this side of the ruse, only Martin pulled the water canteen from his pack, hanging from his saddle, and watered the three mounts.
The three horses drank greedily from his hands and when they finished reluctantly but again allowed themselves to be mounted, so Martin, Death and Puss set off again for the night riding on horseback this time more calmly, because come on one side they were close, on the other side it was time to hurry because Gary could be either close or far the same as his other competitors, there were too many unknowns, they were still waiting for a journey through the deserts of mirages where 500 years ago Death experienced an illusion after the token fell and hid it in a dead place, the greatest depression where no mortal had put his feet up.
- Death, can I ask you something. said Puss in Boots driving from the right facing not only the silver wolf, overlooking the high cliffs.
- reluctantly, but yes. Death said, growling again, expecting a trick.
- what should I know about the desert of mirages, all of us. Puss asked, and his question made Martin, riding from the other side, also focus his full attention on the silver wolf, which bared its teeth and growled again, until a confident smile appeared on its long muzzle.
- you want to know. Death asked.
- not only him, me too, what awaits us there, what problems and troubles. Martin asked, clasping both hands tightly.
- this is an inhospitable place, few people have set foot there, you can count them on the fingers of one hand, half a kilometer deep depression, and the conditions there are extremely unfavorable, even when the sun is hidden behind the clouds it is terribly warm, even terrible, and mirages it's the strongest of traps, illusions, showing water but you'll never find water there, it's a dead land, many kilometers of dry dunes and nothing else, you will only find lost there, because without a compass you can get lost, and we are looking for only one. Said Death, avoiding the last answer, which of course was very dishonest today and everything was dispelled by the sudden soft whisper of the one who is having fun with everyone.
- six circle of stones. Said the Man in the Suit, or rather his echo.
Hearing this, Death immediately growled furiously, for his advantage and superiority had just been taken from him, and his now greatest rival, seeing a village and a great ocean on the horizon, suddenly and violently rushed his mount.
Martin passed the bright eyes of the silver wolf and he, growling, did the same as he ran after the human competitor, Puss shook his head, adjusted his hat and patted his mount, which howled, knowing that now it was his turn.
- don't be afraid, in a moment our race will end on your backs, you see this village there we will change to a boat and sail away. Puss said and his brown steed sighed feeling much better because he already knew his marathon was coming to an end.
Puss was the last to stop in a newly built fishing village, which in a few months is to become a new port in quite close proximity to the cliffs visible on the horizon, bending and to the left where their height pleasantly decreases to almost five meters above sea level.
The village was mostly built of wood and new raw material was just being collected on its outskirts, great ethos of planks, stones and even the first steel structures appeared in front of the wooden huts for soon the dust workers and builders were arriving every week, more and more were to join the great of the final, laying the cobblestones, building the last houses and warehouses, and erecting structures reinforced with steel, including three cranes capable of unloading larger merchant ships, everything was going smoothly now and the guards in white-blue cuirasses and silver helmets, with swords and spears, marching between the collected building material behind their backs, who also did not know the bitter truth about the change of power, checked the newly arrived, and it happened today.
One of the commanders of the guard in a helmet with red feathers stopped the three riders and they immediately dismounted and Martin, who was talking to the guard, quickly pulled out a document with King Wingard's seals, authenticating and authorizing much.
- interesting, all the seals are in place, all right, so what do you need. The captain will ask without suspicion or uncertainty.
- we need a ship or a boat. Martin said.
- we are sailing west, we are to check the possible entrance to the mirage deserts. Puss in Boots said, lifting his hat higher so that the captain of the guard could see his eyes hidden under the hat, and hearing the words of the man and the orange striped cat, the captain of the guard stammered.
- that like, the desert mirages?, someone must be crazy here. said the captain when he heard about entering the mirage desert, the dead place.
- this is very important, the king himself told us. He told Death before the captain interrupted him, which made the silver wolf growl but low enough that the captain of the guard wouldn't hear him.
- I don't know what made our king make such a decision, maybe you are crazy that you agreed to this, I hope you only want to find the entrance itself. asked the captain, they lead the three suitors through the village and the workers and guards watching them, for anyone who had heard of the mirage desert was scratching their heads, unable to understand the recklessness or stupidity of the three travelers.
- unfortunately, we have to enter the desert of mirages, this is our important task commissioned by the king himself, Wingard gave us a safe-conduct of recommendation and we, I will fulfill everything, every demand, request. Martin said, and the captain of the guard looked at the man with the rucksack in his hand, a rucksack full of water canteens mostly, and shrugged.
- if so, I will not dissuade you from it, our wise king knows what he is doing, and as I see you are probably well prepared, but I warned you, deserts are sometimes a terrible place, once I stood on the edge of cliffs, where their height is 500 meters , gosh what I felt there, this heat, this suffocation, you won't have time to sweat, you're already dry, and I must say that you have a lot of courage in you. Said the captain, now not hiding his admiration for the courage of the three newcomers.
- you really want to carry out the king's order. asked the captain, stopping in a makeshift harbor where in front of six wooden houses and small landings stood a couple of larger boats.
- We have to, it's the only chance. Martin said again, full of determination.
- it's the only such chance, we can't lose it, besides, I know this place a bit and I know what I can expect there. He told Death telling the truth like Martin, while cleverly hiding the main purpose of the journey to the inhospitable land.
- if so, but I guess the payoff for this feat will be concrete or not. said the captain and his eyes immediately saw a great gleam in the brown eyes of the man and the gray eyes of the silver wolf, but what he saw in their eyes he did not see in the eyes of the orange striped cat which was rather strange here, except maybe a certain smile full of secrets.
- for me it's not important, I have to face it, and with myself. He said Puss in Boots and hearing him the captain nodded, already knowing some two people who, like madmen, decided to face the desert of mirages and their own weaknesses.
- and I understand, survival, yes, there have been a few lunatics like you and each time they came back with burnt hands and feet, but if so, since I have undoing that I am a lunatic, I will not stop you, now listen and this is important, I will give you one of the fastest one. Said the Captain, pointing to a long boat with a small cabin for four places and one big sail, the boat looked like a converted miniature Ketch, and its sail could twist to the left and to the right and a pair of oars if the wind was fully head.
Puss, Martin and Death, standing on the wooden landing, looked after the person, then their confident glances fell on a small boat resembling a converted and minimized ketch for up to six sailors, until another race was in again, Martin and Death quickly jumped on board the boat, grabbed the ropes , pulled the masts and prepared to unmoor by grabbing the rope and two oars.
- wait, there's something else you need to know. The captain said suddenly, pointing to the horizon where black clouds were just appearing in the sky where the sun was slowly starting to set.
- What happened. Puss asked quickly looking also in the same direction.
- Is there a storm coming?. Puss in Boots asked.
- hey, an hour ago we saw a single-deck ship there with a black flag and white three crossbones. said the captain, and his words made Martin suddenly lower both oars.
- Captain Duncan, I could have guessed. It said Matin and Puss immediately jumped aboard the boat, looking at the horizon with great determination, knowing that nothing could stop them, not a storm, not pirates with a very fat crew.
- since he's there, we'll have to be ready for anything, against pirates and storms. Puss said, and using his claws he cut the rope mooring the ship at the small makeshift harbour.
- madmen, and at the same time their determination is shocking, hold on and may the waters be calm for you!. Shouted the captain of the guard to the three daredevils who, in his opinion, were quite crazy.
Less than an hour later, the storm began to strike, and the falling water turned everyone into drenched, trembling bodies, and the strong wind swept with great force the deployed mast, but that wasn't the biggest problem today, oh no, it was the pirate ship that was chasing them, which despite the mighty waves it cut through the waves of the sea with great simplicity, and from the starboard side a great and all-breaking roar thundered from the eight docks, ten black balls cut through the air, to the roar of thunder and the water, some of them struck from the starboard side, others flew over the small boat and her sail twisted dangerously right.
- damn pirates, if Flying Dutchman were here, he'd give them a cheer. Death said, pulling the sail rope with Martin until the little boat lost its balance.
It was almost the last moment when a powerful wave emerged from the left side and hit the boat facing it after the raised sail, the boat trembled as well as everyone on it and the set oars fell apart with the powerful impact of the water, the water roared and rolled with great force across the deck, drenching everyone to the last thread and throwing off his black hat for a moment with the voice of an orange striped cat, Puss looked back, grabbing first the hat and then another smaller auxiliary rope, fully opening the mast.
- I guess we're lucky these waves will slow them down, maybe we'll manage to get out of this storm, look over there, I see the sun. Puss said as he stood on the port side facing south where the black clouds never reached swept away by the dry and strong fonts born of the Meuse of the desert.
- it's a desert of mirages, its power makes nothing, no cloud appear above it, and these dust storms destroy the rain spores in the clouds, maybe we have a chance. He said with disgust that he must share the opinion with his now even more bitter enemy and cooperate with another.
Death and Martin can be said to have found themselves between a hammer and anvil, on the one hand they were fierce rivals fighting to fulfill their greatest dream with the power of the cosmos, on the other hand today they had to cooperate and help each other escape from the advancing enemy, finally there was the first breakthrough, on the one hand, the small boat seemed to be escaping its tormentor, but on the other hand the enemy also knew the present state of affairs, and Captain Duncan, leading his men, a crew of fat men, had personally gone belowdecks and set up a cannon, one of ten.
One-eyed, with his right eye covered, Captain Dunkan took off his black hat and, judging the distance, the wind, all that was needed, Dunkan smiled confidently, scratched the armpit of his red captain's jacket and struck a match against the cannon, then set fire to a small fuse.
- now you will lose all advantage. Dunkan said, and the cannon fired with a bang, and after all Dunkan confidently ran on deck signaling his sailors in colorful striped shirts, usually obese.
- Listen to me fat people. Said Dunkan, squeezing the water from his black, soaked hair, and putting on his hat, pointing to his victim.
- there quickly, they will not escape us now. Duncan said, drawing his cutlass.
Meanwhile, on the boat there was a loud and booming impact, a heavy cannonball flew over everyone's heads, but it hit the only mast, breaking it in half, and the broken timber itself fell from the deck into the water, dragging one of the competitors with him, feeling a sudden and strong grip on out of his hand, Martin only screamed as the escaping pieces of wood dragged him into the sea.
- nooooo!. Martin shouted out of sight as did the reaction from one of his competitors.
- Puss, you're crazy, what do you want to achieve in this way!. Death shouted as Puss jumped into the water after Martin, dragging the spare rope behind him, and crashed into Martin's head.
- why? or!. Martin shouted, and Puss silently drew his sword and struck it against the tied rope, freeing his friend from a very dangerous situation.
Puss in Boots handed a spare rope to a friend and Martin, waving his arms to the strong waves, grabbed the rope and began to pull himself on board with the orange cat on his head.
Martin, holding the Line with all his strength against the waves, pulled himself almost to the boat, then his eyes twitched as he saw his opponent Death draw one of the two swords ready to strike at the rope connecting them to the boat, Martin clenched his hands tightly on the rope full fury and Puss just shouted and jumped with all his might but without a beard, not to attack, to save someone again, Death suddenly looked to his right first hearing a mighty bang, followed by the image of a black cannonball rushing towards him with great speed, Death merely squealed like a small dog and was suddenly knocked to the bottom of the deck, watching in shock as a black ball passed him and an orange cat a meter above them.
- why did you do that?. Death asked, looking at the orange cat getting up on him and his confident green eyes with which he was drilling him today.
- I didn't think I'd say this, but you've become worse than me, and that's a lot, can't you see, all that's going on now, our rivalry will ruin us, you want to settle it in your favor, okay but there and only there, now quickly. He said Puss in Boots then grabbed the spare rope to help pull Martin on board.
Death braggedly lay on the deck of a small boat with a broken mast until his eyes quivered, himself no longer able to understand what he wanted to do and what he was now forced to do by the will of the Man in the Blue Suit, his words and his promise, suddenly and violently Death remembering Puss and worse, he rose like a thunderbolt, grabbed the rope and, together with an orange cat with a hat tied to his head, pulled the soaked Martin.
- man, what was it supposed to be, or you. Martin asked before shouting Puss in Boots ended it all.
- enough, you will accuse each other again, this is not the time for that, you better look over there, the enemies are approaching and I don't think we will escape them today, what are we doing. Puss in Boots asked as he watched the single-decker ship approach them and get ready to board, like most overweight pirates with knives and swords in their teeth grinning and big smiles holding on to the ropes, and the only one without overweight in a red captain's suit with a black hat on his head.
- gosh, it's Duncan, what are we doing. Martin asked, drawing his sword, knowing that a clash was rather inevitable.
- pirates are rather weak opponents, they have a problem with being overweight, so I'll take care of them. Puss in Boots said, drawing his sword ready to fight.
- what about him. Martin asked, looking at the man in red holding the center mast and the moon.
- before I take care of myself and you take care of the pirates, they're fat and won't be a problem. Said Death as he drew the two swords that replaced his shattered power sickles.
- then let's run them, together to the boarding!. He shouted Puss in Boots grabbing the rope and jumping on the enemy ship approaching.
Meanwhile, on the ship, Captain Duncan was instructing his men by giving them last orders, and forty sailors overweight flashed with eyes ready for battle, ropes in their hands and bladed weapons in their teeth.
- and remember, you don't attack without my orders, when I say to boarding then you attack. Said Duncan holding his cutlass with great passion as suddenly a familiar command reached his ears.
- for boarding. Someone jumped and Duncan looked down so that his hat fell off his head and he fell into the depths of the ocean where the storm was raging.
- what a miracle. Said Duncan, watching in shock as three opponents crashed onto the deck, kicking two of his sailors each, the twisting ropes binding them in an effective cocoon.
- what a miracle, how!. Duncan shouted, constantly surprised that someone had thrown his favorite command and was taking over his ship.
The fight broke out on board the pirates, Puss in Boots as the smaller one was rushing between the overweight pirates and their own overweight was currently working to their disadvantage because, unable to keep up with the fast opponent, they started to hit blindly and every now and then jumping in place, usually holding their legs be behind the back of the body.
The next of the pirates, regaining their balance for a moment, could only swing a few times and their weapons suddenly landed on the ground by the quick and sweeping blows of the silver wolf, also waving his black cloak, blocking the vision of the opponents from the next blow, suddenly sparks connecting with the image of thunder mixed as two swords swung by surprise from under the black cloak, drawn with both hands by the silver wolf.
Death never losing his talent for fighting despite the loss of power, today he showed that despite the loss of power and immortality, Death was and is a deadly opponent, Death even flowed among the pirates, covering their eyes with his cloak, striking from the other side, jamming their weapons and cutting up their striped pants and then his opponents landed on deck completely paralyzed, pulling their top shirts down with all their strength, trying to hide their red polka dot underwear.
Fighting nearby, Martin, although he had never had contact with robinia and this duel could have cost him his life, nevertheless he fought with equal verve entering a completely new revolution, Martin perfectly remembered the moments when, before the pandemic of an unknown virus, he fought with a pitchfork against imaginary opponents and often chasing away rats from shed from the field, so now Martin brandished his sword and struck with his whole body, driving the overweight pirates to the port edge.
Seeing the current situation, Dunkan inhaled heavily and exhaled, knowing what he would do after all this was over.
- as soon as I'm done with them time to get serious about slimming my crew is too much, too much, and now you!. Dunkam shouted, throwing himself on the rope from above, cutlass in hand.
Duncan rushing through the air hit Martin with his legs knocking him on the hard deck and with a quick turn he hit with a cutlass held with both hands, the blade gleamed and Puss in Boots, stopping in place, only managed to raise his sword, then there was a loud bang and Puss was hit with a strong blow it rolled over the deck and fell off the deck into the unknown, possibly falling into the ocean.
- You bastard, you're gonna pay me for this!. shouted Death come on he saw one of his competitors perhaps be permanently removed from his path it didn't suit him because Puss in Boots saved his life from a cannonball but all the anger focused on the only pirate who didn't have a problem with being overweight, on the man in red and his wayward smile.
- so how is it with you, mortal, deprived of your power, today you Death, you will be killed, go ahead and show what you can do. Duncan said confidently, drawing aside his pirates to the left and right where Martin was trying to get up.
- you will pay for your insult, you'll see when my powers come back I'll come for you when I want it and now fight, show me what you can do man, Aaaa!. Death shouted, raising two swords, suddenly Dunkan sprang forward and with a quick thrust hit the silver wolf in the ear.
Death stared at his silver weapon in shock at an image he had not seen in so many years, it was a red drop of his own blood, if he could his eyes would have glowed with an indescribable red but it wasn't.
Death clenched his strong hands on the two rapiers and suddenly attacked first starting with a quick jump forward and a quick swing with both hands crossing the blades, Dunkan made a quick turn and stopped the two blades behind his back on his blade with just a gesture taunting the opponent, the silver wolf spun in circles striking with his black cloak and drawing two swords in his concealment, but both turned out to bounce off the cutlasses and the captain in red walking to the right, seeing this Death clenched his teeth tightly, getting more and more furious at seeing the arrogant opponent laughing.
This time it was Dunkan who attacked first, lunging to the left with a quick punch from left to right, Dunkan spun in a circle and hiding the blade behind his left armpit hit it under his own armpit again hitting the target and the opponent's other ear, Death hung spinning uncontrollably wanting hit the recalcitrant captain, but he quickly maneuvered between punches, making quick turns thanks to footwork like a professional boxer.
- what's wrong with you, that's all you can afford. Duncan said sneeringly.
Death attacked again, twisting his swords and hands with quick blows and Dunkan, turning again, threw himself into a quick slide and the soaked deck helped him gain speed and this maneuver made the two swords pass him by a few centimeters above his head and when the blades disappeared, he reappeared on black cloak in their place, Duncan grabbed his opponent's cloak and put his blade to the silver wolf's back.
It was a moment when Death shuddered for a moment, because today he saw himself before him, saw how close he was to his doom, how he could have ended up quickly and pitifully at the hands of a mortal he despised and now his enemy despised him letting go of his black cloak, Death in full of rage he fell on his face and the soaked deck and Duncan raised both his hands as his pirates cheered and laughed at the weak opponent, Death slowly began to turn blue and all the images hit him so, having the illusion of what he once did, he looked at his opponent full of extreme emotions, now he saw himself in the pirate, and even worse, he saw a disrespectful despot who is easily manipulated.
Duncan looked behind him at his opponent who was slightly staggering on his feet and at the only opponent knocked down to the ground who could harm him, Martin lay under the boot of two pirates and Death full of fury began to slowly walk at him.
- Yes, give me more pleasure to humiliate you. Said the unkan, twisting the cutlass in his right hand.
The cakes and blades gleamed, Dunkan swung with all his might and Death staggered backwards as the mighty force landed on his two swords, Dunkan skidded again on the sodden deck gaining speed as his cutlass swung from top to bottom striking two more opponent's swords and when Dunkan got up he made a quick turn and from full rotation he hit the opponent's shiny sword, causing Death to spin uncontrollably in place losing one of his swords from his left hand, the other pirates again started laughing at the opponent's weakness and Dunkan lifting high he made his final attack with his blade.
The pirate's reflection gleamed in the pool of water as lightning struck, Death suddenly got up on both feet and slammed the hilt of the blade into the red captain's belly, Dunkan gasping for air as he took three steps back and his confidence was quickly replaced by great fury, Dunkan skidded again but this time Death also spun in the pool of water covering the captain in red with his cloak when there was a blow, a crack and a crash all Dunkan felt and heard and as the cloak disappeared from his eyes Dunkan stopped in front of the rushing blade that struck his right ear, Dunkan he screamed loudly on the deck of his ship and all the pirates suddenly shuddered the silver wolf got up seeing a man worse than him chasing Puss in Boots now it all hit him again and he himself, turning his blade, began walking calmly at the captain in red until one determination flashed before his eyes as did resolve.
- decisions and everything will be made on the spot, now is not the time to fight among ourselves, get up!. Death shouted and Dunkan jumped in place quickly to his feet and began to strike often entering a swirling motion on the soaked deck, seeing this Deach recoiled his blows until there was a thud and the blade was in the way of a collision with his neck.
Death suddenly fell on the deck, breaking one of the planks, but he was never hit because Cutlass hit only the port side wood and he himself suddenly slammed his feet into the right leg of the captain in red, suddenly everyone was shocked first by the crack of bone followed by the captain's scream, Duncan fell on pokal broke three planks and his only left eye looked with fear at the blade in front of his, the other sailors seeing this quickly released Martin and Death smiled at the captain.
- it's not your time, believe me. Said Death, on the one hand he wanted to hit but on the other hand something incomprehensible told him to stop until his heart beat faster when Puss in Boots came out from the starboard side shouting to him and Martin.
- Quickly into the water, this ship is about to explode!. Puss shouted as he jumped back into his boat with three pairs of oars borrowed from the pirates.
Death and Martin wordlessly looked at each other and suddenly ran away past the shocked and panicked pirates and as they jumped and landed on the boat, the entire deck and half of the ship suddenly exploded from the gunpowder fires, hundreds of pieces of wood flew into the sky and screaming and horrified the pirates clinging to the boards fell into the ocean, gathering in one group.
- you'll pay me for everything. Shouted the defeated captain, clinging to his cabin door, rushing across the sky.
Duncan landed between his overweight pirates and Puss in Boots, Martin and Death began swinging their oars between the storm clouds and the sky and the strong fronts spawned by the hottest and driest desert in the world.
- you're right Puss, I'm sorry for everything, today and tomorrow until the very circle of rocks we can't argue, forgive me that I wanted to do what I wanted, I shouldn't have left you. Said Death, swinging his oars evenly just like his two competitors Puss and Martin.
- I'm sorry too, I had the same thing in my head and it was still there in the port, I wanted to sail alone, will you forgive me. Said Martin, waving with the same strength to his comrades.
- no problem, there was no problem, what matters is what is now, we will compete there on the spot. Said Puss, looking across the antechamber to the image of the lowest point of the cliffs where one could step into the desert.
- but remember, when we find the token, then we will decide everything among ourselves, no knives in the back, in a fair fight. Martin said.
- you have my word, I won't lie, and besides, it's not my style. Death said saluting his head.
- We'll decide everything there. Puss in Boots said as he smiled to himself and watched as the five-meter-tall cliffs behind the beach are now their only barrier to their main goal, a token that can fetch the only tyrant that can challenge them.
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What can you call the forced cooperation of three rivals racing to the same goal, probably just a rough cooperation, but you have to remember that agreement builds and discord ruins, and that was the case here, if not for Puss and his help, everything would have been over from the very beginning.
