The Mantis King stood on the steep, jagged cliff overlooking the narrow bridge into the darkened castle. As long as Axeo and ShΣlþ were busy exploring the planet, he might as well do so too, he thought. Of course, it was more than certain to the Mantis King that the duo from Abscondita would eventually end up in this very castle. He had evaded the tyrants minions up until this point while he had been scouting out the landscape of the forested planet, but he was more than certain that Axeo and ShΣlþ would not be as lucky.
In fact, he was more than certain that at this point, those minions would be coming right for the duo, considering where he last saw them was in the tyrant's secret stash.
Who is the tyrant though? It could certainly be anyone, the Mantis King thought to himself. That's exactly what he wanted to get to the bottom of, though. The tyrant could certainly be any crazed monkey, but when push came to shove, the Mantis King had a hunch that it was her. Not that he really wanted to come across her again, but he was pretty sure that should he come across her again, it would be his moment of heroism, his moment of retribution. Even thinking of that moment brought shivers to the Mantis King's exoskeleton.
Still, it couldn't hurt to investigate, he figured.
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