Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 225

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from above, alerting them that the guards were near.
“Come on!” he yelled, “We’ve got to run!”
The entire crew dashed along the hallway, running away as quickly as possible. Soldiers ran in front of
them and the ultimate battle had begun…
The crew swung their swords at the soldiers, knocking them out of the way. They kept doing that in
order to keep a clean path towards the exit. Soldiers attempted to damage the crew, but together they
were undefeatable. They ran and ran and ran. Finally, they had exited the dungeon into the clear plains.
The crew kept darting away from the soldiers, unwilling to take on any trouble.
They darted up the dock and leaped onto the ship.
On the ship was their last and greatest threat, the king himself. He slashed his sword at Marcus, Marcus
held up his own sword to deflect it, but the king was just too strong. The king pushed Marcus to the
boards of the ship and smirked. He then started dealing with Jasper. Immediately, Jasper knew there was
no way at all he himself could finish the king off, but together, they might stand a chance.
“We’ve got to fight him together!” Jasper screamed.
The king dodged the first few blows, but was unable to dodge the last one. The king shrieked in agony
and fell to the board as he said his last words.
“I… I will get my revenge.”