Enaj and the rebels proceeded to the city gates. Enaj went first, using his training to quickly punch the guards in the necks, causing them to fall unconscious. He then motioned for the rebels to enter the city. All the weapons were concealed to avoid provoking suspicion. They went straight towards the palace.
When they reached it, Enaj said, “Good luck. We will meet in the throne room.”
With that, Enaj leaped onto the walls of the palace and started climbing them, while the rebel gang charged into the palace to take the guards by surprise and engage them in battle. Enaj nimbly clambered onto the top of the palace and moved to the center of the roof, as he knew that the throne room was in the center of the palace. He heard screams coming from below, yet Enaj remembered his training with Tsruhelkcorb and slowed his breathing, focusing on his task. He took an extremely sharp sword out of his robes and started cutting a circle through the top of the ornate roof. After what felt like seconds to him, he finally finished. The circle crashed down to the floor, and Enaj jumped in afterwards. He saw a group of heavily armed guards standing near the doorway, a bewildered look on their faces. Just then, there was a scream of, charge! And some of the rebels rushed through the doors, stabbing the shocked guards in the backs. The surviving guards proceeded to duel with the rebels. The sound of clashing metal and the sickly smell of blood was overwhelming. On the throne was the tyrant Rezam, sitting with a disturbing amused expression, holding a gleaming, gigantic golden sword in one hand, and a golden cup of steaming rose-flavored tea in the other.
“It is just you and me now, Rezam,” said Enaj. “Your reign of terror is over."
“I am afraid you are very much mistaken,” laughed Rezam. “You see, you cannot kill me. But I can kill you. And when I am done with it, I will use this occasion to further tighten my grip on this city.” With that, Rezam threw the scalding tea from his cup into Enaj’s eyes.
As Enaj shrieked with tortuous pain and covered his eyes with his hands, Rezam threw the golden sword right at Enaj. Enaj had not expected this, and his throbbing eyes were closed. He heard the swooshing sound of approaching steel and jumped immediately, yet failed to leap out of the way in time. The sword hit him on his side, knocking him over and drawing blood. When Enaj recovered from the shock and tried to get up, Rezam was already standing over him. Rezam took the golden sword into his hands and kicked Enaj’s weapon into the corner. Enaj’s sword clanged as it hit the wall, and lay silent.
“Do you really think this is the first time my enemies tried to kill me?” Rezam laughed. “All that you have caused me is amusement. I will have the roof repaired today and then I will forget about you. And you… you will disappear, as if you have never existed in this world.” Rezam stepped on Enaj, causing blood to spurt out of his wounds. “Say goodbye,” yelled Rezam with joy. With his strength leaving him, Enaj tried in vain to push Rezam off his torso, but he could not move Rezam’s bulk. Rezam stepped off of Enaj and raised the golden sword above his head, chuckling. Enaj knew that he could not stop it.
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