The Raid



Fruard stiffled. Horror streaked through him. He was not letting down his king.

"Attack!" He cried, and guards poured out. Knights came out from their bunkers and it was war.

"Please, tell me what you were thinking when you decided to come here. Did you think we're that easy to defeat?" Fruard questioned the lead Fennik.

"Oh no", said the Fennik. "We were prepared."

Guards and soldiers and knights were attacking, but the Fenniks seemed to be holding them off. One grabbed Froggo and Froggo shrieked, but he managed to shoot an arrow into the Fennik's eye. He spat mucus onto the Fennik's leg, which started making it burn and itch, making it impossible to fight.

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Blood trickled from the Fennik's eye and he turned away, hissing and spitting. Froggie came on Froggo's left and together they attacked a Fennik warrior. Froggie ordered some bees to come, and Froggo spat mucus onto the Fennik's paws. This made it hard for the Fennik to move without bleeding.

"No", the lead Fennik muttered under his breath. "You've all failed me.... we were supposed to be strong!"

To be continued...