It was daylight before Ken had reached the Mudokon Village. He had ran all night not looking back once. He ran into the village and stopped very suddenly, to a halt. He gasped, because before him stood 30 or more armed Mudokon Mudarchers. Their trigger fingers itching to move.
Then a voice came from behind the army of Mudarchers "what are you doing here?, are you a spy for Glukkons?". "Of course not" replied Ken, "then what brings you here?" asked the Mudokon. "I was escaping from my master Slig, i need to take refruge", "hmmmm, very well, but may i ask of your name?". "My name is Ken, and what may yours be?" "Mine is Tribal Leader Safros, i run this village on which you stand upon."
As soon as Ken had left to take refruge at one of the huts, Safros called a meeting with his army. "Now about the new guy, i sense great power in him, that mark on which you see on both his hands are only given to Mudokons decsending from sn old an ancient tribe, the Mudoncho Tribe..."
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