"Please, let them go!" The Chief raises his hands pleadingly, flapping his colorful feathered cape. The children are his charges.
He should try being responsible for the fate of the entire kingdom. "Four!"
"Father?" Imago tips his head to one side. His features are expressionless. "Will you do it?"
I scowl at him. "Five!" Imago has demonstrated his unflagging loyalty to me countless times. Since when does he question my actions? Maybe something really is wrong with him.
"Will you?" Imago's face remains expressionless.
He already knows the answer. "Six!" Of course I will. I'll do anything for the King of the World. Anything to preserve The Kingdom of Free Will.
Maybe it's time I demonstrated my devotion. I draw back the scythe, taking aim at one of the children, a litt
