Okay, so five days have passed, right? Well, we thought that nothing could go wrong. We had cleaned up the ENTIRE temple in those five days. Well, we were dead WRONG. Well, this is a long story, so sit tight.

On our sixth day, we were swimming in the pool when a scout came in. He was covered in blood. "L-L-Lord Miranda. Dire news! We were attacked by a small Zucrandian  fighting force!"

"Gwen! Tend to this man's wounds! Mark, prepare for battle. They must have followed him."  I command. They nodded their heads. Gwen takes him into the temple. I hear a conversation between her and Buba and we ready for battle. I felt the presence of six more then there should've been.

"Who's there?" I ready my lance, "I know you're there. Come on out already!" Then, I was met with:

"L-L-Lord Miranda?" says a familiar voice, "We have finally found you!"

"Stewart? Michelle? Cole? Kaitlyn? And who are the other two?" I ask.

"Jason and Quinton. My retainers!" Gwen appears from behind me.

"GAAAAAH! Don't do that! That scares people." I reply. I turn to the others. "What're you doing here?" 

"Well, we came looking for you. We had heard everything. And no matter what you had chosen, our duties as retainers is to follow you no matter what you choose." Cole explains. 

I smile. "Thats nice to know." I told them. I turn away and look at the others.

"Now what?" Gwen asks, "We are gonna be attacked. Tell us Miranda!"

I stare at Mark. He just nods his head. "We will fight them, and protect the temple." I told them. I then explain to them a plan of defense for the temple. "They are targeting us, so be careful. They will most likely target the temple because they had aided us." I say.

We nodded our heads and we prepare for the battle.

At high noon, the first soldier came into view. 'Dang, they're being serious about it.' I thought. Normally, they would send only knights and archers, but this time they brought cavaliers. 'They must really want us. Though, if they were truly being serious, they would've brought paladins, great knights, etc.' I thought. I turned to give the signal. The signal was a bird whistle three times. 

The plan was to trap all possible escape routes with traps in the front, and to pick them off one by one. But, with the traps I had in mind, it wouldn't be easy for them to figure out how to escape. Because the heavier they are, the harder they fall, the harder they get stuck.

Of course, my strategy worked. Over half of them, which was like ten, fell into the pitfall trap that had tar at the bottom. The rest of the squad turned around but were cut off by our troops. There were only eight left, so it was easy for the eight of us to pick them off. I took care of a surly cavalier who had a steel lance. 'Its nothing to my sword the Kolvstad.' I thought. I sliced him down. 

We had each taken our opponents down. Mark high-fived me. I laughed. "It worked!" I shouted, "Now, their leader wasn't here. He should be here soon. He wouldn't be a coward." I inputted.

"You're right I wouldn't be a coward. You think very well for someone your age." a new voice said. I turned. And what I saw wasn't a good thing. 

I turned to face my next opponent.