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As the moon revealed more of itself, the chatter slowed. Wong peeks over the wall, he sees that the courtyard is full of sleeping politicians. The guard's patrols are reduced and the soldiers are sent to their quarters. That leaves... two guarding the entrance, two more on active patrol, and a final set of two guarding the exit.
Wong dispatches men to handle these guards.
*THWACK* "Ok, let's go."
The rebels begin their move into the royal palace. They dash about the courtyard, some getting high angles up on the pagodas, some up on the roofs. The palace was suspiciously quiet... it was almost as if the king was tipped off that the attack would be happening tonight.
The men walked into the throne room--it was empty! How strange?
A loud thunderous voice, "YOU HAVE FELL IN MY TRAP!"
Shadows of guards quickly surrounded the throne room's walls. Groups of soldiers marched in, weapons drawn, corralling the rebels to the center. From behind the throne, the king emerges. His armor gleaming, his spear howling. Fear struck into the rebels. Doubt filled their minds as they stood in front of the king, except Wong. Wong was not scared. In fact, he had been waiting for this moment. Wong told himself, "This is the moment when legends are made."
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