If anyone could win a stupid idea award it will be me. And why not? Instead of trying to find a way out of this timeline I was helping people in this one and even tried suicidal things.
I should have listened when Prince said that the dungeon was heavily guarded. And by heavy, they meant 'heavy'. The guards were not only good fighters but there built in a tall, monstrous manner. Kicks and punches were lost on them and they were skilled at sword fighting and even deflected arrows and daggers thrown at them.
My needles were not enough for all those bulky humans who were not even looking human. They had ferocious eyes, unevenly crossed dirty hair and growled like a wild wolf. I was never trained for this kind of fighting because we had a little thing called guns.
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