Chris, Quax and the Queen of Witches stood together on the smooth floor, inside the Queen's massive castle.
The dead guard's body lay splattered on the ground beside where they stood.
That dead witch still held her long sharp spear inside her right hand, where she lay on the ground, blood still dripping from the right side of her head.
Quax the Dwarf held his magic staff firmly inside both arms. The staff was in its full length and the Dwarf was already pointing its tip forward, towards the torn-apart opening, where the door to the Castle had been.
The splattered wooden pieces of the door itself were scattered everywhere on the ground around them, after the door had been bombarded down by the monster, that they still couldn't see.
Chris, on the other hand, where he stood beside the
