The black soldier winked. I grinned as he helped me back up. The entire crowd wasn't suprised by a thing, as if they knew it would happen, exept for one man.
"Why'd you stop fighting?" he asked. Black soldier and i excanged glances. We found him. Black soldier nodded at the soldier standing next to him, he grinned. I looked away becouse i had a feeling i knew what he was going to do. I heard a grotesque ripping sound that i would never forget, when i looked back, the spy was lying on the ground with a sword through his back.
"That's better." the man said in a low, grumbly voice. Black soldier shook my hand.
"With him out of the way we can talk for real, why did they send you?"
"To kill you." I imagined myself back at the castle entrance. A river divided the land from the castle. A wooden door acted as a bridge. The King was on horseback surrounded by guards and bishops. Or were the guards on horesback? No. It was definetly him on horseback. No wait... i can't remember, I got bored and decided not to flashback.
One of the soldiers stepped forward, "So... what now?" I hadn't thought about that. We all looked at each other, confused. We looked at our surroundings. We were in the middle of the desert with no trees, no water, no landmarks.
"How did we even get here?" one soldier said.
"And why here? Why did we have to meet in the middle of nowhere? I mean, why couldn't we meet at our base?" we all looked lost and confused. Why couldn't i have thought about that?
"And why did we bring our entire army in the first place? For all we know, our base could be under attack right now, with no army to defend." We were all silent for what seemed like an hour. After that, people started randomly blaming each other for this. Eventually it started into childish namecalling.
"It's all your fault, dumbo!"
"Oh yeah? Well you're...you're a...pooface!"
"Oh God, we're gonna be here a while." said black soldier.