Typing random brain things whilst trying to come up with chapter ideas because S.U.M.U. had zero pre-planning:

GO!!!

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Sam and Taurtis had been sent on a 'redemption mission' by the king, though it was seeming more like a suicide run with each passing second. They had been sent to take out a rival kingdom to Valor, known as HermitCraft. Now they were standing before their king and his court, awaiting judgment. It seemed like they were going to be released, that the punishment for failing would be enough.

"PIT! PIT! PIT!"

The king looked to where the voice came from, a petite man in the left stand being the culprit. Everyone else in the room was looking at him as well, as though he was crazy for suggesting such a thing so aggressively. Then, two people on either side of him - one slim with a mustache and one wider with a beard and mechanical eye - started chanting as well. One by one, the court joined the chant, until it was nearly deafening echoing off the walls.

"PIT!! PIT!! PIT!!

The king raised his hand for silence, a malicious expression having replaced the mildly annoyed one he had worn before. Then, he spoke. "Well. I suppose the court has spoken for me. Tomorrow at noon, the Valorian intruders shall fight in the pit!"

A cheer erupted from the court, and two knights went to escort them to where they would stay the night. This couldn't have been worse.

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It was time.

A number of attendants - they were moving so fast it was nearly impossible to tell how many - flitted around the room, helping them put on armor, testing different weapons, etcetera etcetera. Sam ended up with a wicked-looking longsword, and Taurtis got twin daggers. Once they were ready, the gate rose, allowing them to enter the 'pit'.

The stands were packed, and it was clear those in attendance were bloodthirsty. Across the arena, iron bars separated them from their opponent - for now. Taking a good look at him, the opponent was the man from the court who started the chant, yet he looked familiar in another way as well. As Sam was trying to figure out what way that would be, he noticed the faint crackling of vex magic surrounding him. Come to think of it, the magic was present in all the court members, and the king.

This whole mission was a death sentence.

Before he could warn Taurtis of his discovery, the iron gate separating their opponent from the arena rose, yet he did not move from his spot. "Get ready, folks! The match is about to begin! In this corner, we have two nasty humans who sought the head of our beloved king!" The crowd jeered at that. This match seems quite like it's playing favorites. "And in this corner, we have the one, the only, DREAMSLAYER!" A loud cheer. Definitely playing favorites. Dreamslayer, as he was apparently called, got into a fighting stance as the announcer counted down. 

"5...4...3...2...1...FIGHT!"

Any self-restraint immediately went out the window as Dreamslayer leapt into action, slicing Taurtis' shoulder with his axe before he had time to react. Sam landed a gashing blow across his back, but he either didn't notice or didn't give a flying fuck. Trying a different approach, Sam tried to knock Taurtis out of his reach, but his efforts were too little too late, and Taurtis' headless body hit the dirt of the arena right before Sam ran full-speed into where his friend was standing alive moments before. As Sam's shoulder hit the ground hard, he saw the glint of an axe raised high out of the corner of his eye. This was it.

At least he wouldn't be without Taurtis for too long.

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Don't even try to convince me KOV bunny-boy doesn't deserve what happened, he was a dick. 

Actually everyone was a dick now that I think about it.

Don't watch Kingdom of Valor kids.

Don't make my mistake.

You're too young.

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ANYWAYS-

End Notes!

- Yes Dreamslayer is Grian

- No I will not explain why

I still have kneecaps I'm outta here-

[Haunted left the game]