Marty sshes at Frank's face. He dodges and trips Marty to the ground. Frank has a rge smile on his face.

  "You think I've scked off!" Frank ughs.

  The king dashes towards Frank, his fist going straight towards his head. Frank moves out of the way, making the king sm his fist into the ground. The floor colpses, making us all fall to the first floor.

  "Have you gotten stronger?" Frank asks.

  "Shut the fuck up!" The king screams.

  He jumps towards Frank, I run up behind him. I stand waiting for the king to attack. Frank dodges backwards, not noticing me. He sms right into me and I grab his waist. The king steps forward, moving his fist upwards. He uppercuts Frank, knocking him out. Marty comes out from some rubble and walks over to us.

  "Where's the other guy." He asks.

  "Doesn't matter. Let's find the girls." The king dismisses.

  "What are we going to do with Frank?" I ask.

  The king scoffs and walks off. Should I follow him?

  "Marty, you uh... You watch him," I say.

  "Why me?" He shouts.

  I jog away before he can make up an excuse. I follow the king around the house. All the maids are just standing still, a look of confusion on their faces. We reach a small room and we walk in. The smell of cigar smoke fills the room. There's a dy in a pink dress. King Yerrie grabs her on the shirt.

  "Where the hell are they!" The king yells.

  The woman squirms around and sps his arm.

  "Let go!" She screams.

  The king clenches his fist and grits his teeth. His breath turns to steam.

  "She probably doesn't know!" I tell him.

  The king tosses her to the side, she runs from the room. Looking around, it's a nice room. There's a red bed with rge curtains around it. And there is a lot of heart shaped furniture. Maybe this is some kind of... Holy shit, this guy has a sex dungeon! Why would the king come in here? Does he think that Frank would do something to the girls?

  "Who was that girl in the dress?" I ask.

  "His wife." The king answers.

  How does Frank have a wife? This must be their room, not a sex dungeon. That's... better I guess. The king rushes from the room. I follow behind him, Marty is standing outside the room. The king rushes past him, but I stop.

  "What are you doing?" I ask.

  "Frank's tied up! We should be fine." Marty smiles.

  "His friend could still be nearby!" I tell him.

  Marty's eyes widen. He grips his sword's sheath and runs back into the room from before. Dammit Marty! I told you to watch him. We both run into the room, Frank is standing there next to a chair. Ropes fall from his body and a rge smile forms on his face. He grabs something from his pocket and pces it in his mouth. He points his finger up and a small spark appears, lighting the object. Is he smoking right now? Who the hell does this guy think he is!

  "This was fun Marty... But I need to go cash in my reward." Frank says.

  He looks into the sky, grabbing his sword. Marty charges at him, a rge bang comes from behind me. I turn around quickly, the man from before is holding his hands out, as if he's about to hug me. His palms sm into my face, everything goes bck for a few seconds. My eyes open, I'm ying on the ground. I pick my self up, blood covers my clothes but I'm not injured at all. The neckce begins to glow. Guess this thing is pretty good after all!

  "That's a nice party trick." The man says.

  "Is being cocky just natural for you guys!" I joke.

  "Unlike Frank, I have a nice reason!" He says.

  The man pushes his chin up with a finger. He has a rge, red neckce on his neck. Our neckces look really simir! Does this mean, he's another bandit? This must be why I have a bounty! Kara hired these guys to kill me.

  "So you're just another one of her toys." I chuckle.

  "I'm nobody's toy! I could Kara at anytime!" The bandit yells.

  I grab my knife, and take a step forward. He immediately gets into a fighting stance, his shirt bursts off revealing his giant muscles. I jump into him, he grabs me. I get lifted off the ground. I adjust my hand and lift it up. I ssh down, stabbing straight into his shoulder. He falls back, chucking me to the side. He rolls on the ground, gripping his shoulder.

  It's weird seeing people actually get hurt. I've been mostly fighting superhumans recently. He lifts himself off the ground. His muscles look even rger than before.

  "I hate pain!" The man cries, "You fucking bastard! You hurt me!"

  What is this guy talking about? I got my head crushed, now he's mad about a little stab? He grips his shoulder, shoving his fingers through his skin. He tears in off and tosses it onto the ground.

  "That's better." He sighs.

  "What the hell?" I stutter.

  He walks forward slowly. As he moves forward his body grows rger and rger. He's grown rger than a giant. He trips onto his knee. He turns around, the king is tearing into his back.

  "Get off me rat!" He yells.

  His hands touch around his back. The king punches into the mans back, leaving a rge hole. The man screams out in pain, he stands up and swings the king off him.

  "You bastards! I'll fucking kill you!" He yells.

  A small spec flies off of him, into the air. He looks around his body, his arm flies off in little dust particles.

  "No! You can't do this to me!" He yells.

  What the hell is happening? His falls onto the ground and fils around.

  "Please Kara! I want to live! You can't do this to me." He cries.

  He slowly fades into dust. He floats off into the sky. The king walks over to me.

  "What the hell was that?" I say.

  "I think magic, or something." He answers.

  Kara has some scary magic. It's too bad she's our enemy. Marty walks over to us. He tosses Frank in front of us. The king sps his shoulder.

  "Nice job Marty!" He says.

  Marty rolls his eyes and snatches Frank's cigar from his mouth. He puts it into his mouth and breaths in. He tosses it to the side and walks out of the room.

  "Did you find the girls?" I ask.

  "Yeah, they're in the carriage." He tells me.

  "What should we do with Frank?" I ask.

  The king smiles and picks Frank up. He tosses him over his shoulder and walks out of the room. Well, this was a nice stop.

  We tie Frank up in the carriage. The king is sitting next to him.

  "Hey guys! We can make some sort of deal, right?" Frank asks.

  "We can, you're the one who attacked us!" Marty says.

  Frank twists around in his ropes. He face goes from aggravated to focus, and finally to defeat. He slumps down and grits his teeth. He sms his head back into the carriage wall.

  "Come on! We're basically brothers!" He cries.

  Both the king and Marty scoff. Frank looks over at queen Yerrie. She turns away from him and puts her arm around the princess. Pyra scootches up to me.

  "What'd you guys do to him." She chuckles.

  "Marty beat him up real good. He kind of deserved it." I say.

  "Definitely!" Pyra says, "The maid tried to take us to a cell but I got us out!"

  He what! If Marty and the king weren't talking to this guy, I'd punch his damn face in!

  "I'll tell you anything! Just let me go!" He shouts.

  "What could you possibly have for us?" Marty sighs.

  "There's a prince! He's out looking for a wife, maybe you're little group can capture him or something." He tells us.

  Marty scratches his chin. He looks into the sky before standing up. He walks over to Frank and grabs his colr.

  "Thanks!" He ughs.

  Marty chucks Frank out of the carriage, he walks to the back and blows a kiss.