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The suitors all dispersed as their leader was shot clean in the neck - and the Old King was following them.
”Shit, none of us were ready to fight!” One suitor hissed, bent over with his hands on his knees. “We didn’t know the old man was back!” Another snapped, until his mouth was covered by another hand, making him scream. “Quiet, you idiots! He’s in the shadows!” A fourth ran out of the shadows, panting. “We have an advantage; there’s a hundred of us, and only one of him.”
“No. Y-you don’t understand.” A rather paranoid man shuddered, looking around as if the old king would step out of the nothingness. “He plans for everything!” He shouted, as an arrow whizzed past, impaling him through the forehead.
The others shrieked and ran, as the torchlight fizzled out, like a timer; counting down the seconds.