[Biggy Bro Slig]

We re-appeared in the Rocky, crumbling surface of the Arena.
Grunt however, didn’t appear.
“Where is he?” I asked the Shrykull.
“You killed Syrom. But if he wasn’t from that time, he traveled aswell. So Grunt is still dead.” Tyronus replied.
“I read some secret files while you were gone. The Guru’s back? How?” I asked him.
He looked nervous.
“Tell me!” I screamed, and pushed him against a rock.
“Spirit of the Dead. Remember how there were three weirdos? He is one of them now.” Tyronus said.
“Why do you want to kill me?” I asked the Grinning shrykull.
He pushed me back onto the floor, and had his arm on my neck.
“Revenge” Tyronus grinned.
I pushed him back.
“Why revenge?” I asked, pulling out my blood-drenched sword.
“You killed Kakulana. You killed Syrom aswell. You murderd an entire species! The Grushes only wanted land!” Tyronus said, making them sound harmless.
Killing of an entire species was a bit extreme, I said in my head.
Tyronus pulled out a sword.
“My sword has been dipped in a lot of people. And you are going to be the next!” I said.
Tyronus dived, kicked me over and he slipped up backwards.
I got up.
“I’m sure we would all like an audience when you die.” Tyronus said, getting.
He clicked his fingers.
The battle started.
Strangly, there were far more Sligs this time.
I dived; he spun round, and kicked me.
I went flying.
I jumped up, and sliced all of the general’s feet off.
He screamed, as the bone sent a chill down his spine.
He tried to stand up, but the bone snapped.
There was a cry of pain from Tyronus, and he hit the floor.
The battle stopped and turned to see the General.
I put my sword next to his heart.
“Who’s dying now?” I said, and stabbed him just below the heart.
The Shrykull’s scream was mixed with the splatter of blood.
The screaming stopped, as I dug my sword into his neck.
I pulled it out.
The battle stopped.
The Mudokons and Grubbs started retreating.
Ziggy and Slug ran up to me.
Look at the hills.
Millions and Millions of Robolice, tons of Thousands of Battle Droids marched down the hill.
“We won this battle, but the next we will lose.” Slug said, running back to the only Jeep in the Arena.
We all drove off, with tanks behind us.
“Where are we going?” I asked Slug.
“Back to the Slig Barracks. We’re going to need some reinforcements.”