“Yes, kind of, but the legend is true. So the rebels that escaped long ago set up a new kingdom
in a new place called the Jungle…”
“Oh, so that’s where the thing on your head came from!”
“Yes. Stop interrupting, Drake! Anyways, while the rebels who did not escape were being
tortured, the Jungle’s army grew larger, so we attacked the Sand Kingdom and rescued all the
remaining rebels. By then, King Sayton was almost dead. A traitor from The Jungle told him
about one of our rare and precious fruit. It can only be grown in our caves and it helps you live
forever unless someone kills you. So to this day, he keeps sending his soldiers over to try and
steal it from us.”
I could hardly believe my ears. Suddenly, galloping sounds reached us.
“Oh, no! It’s them again,” gasped Beatrice. “Let’s get out of here!”
I certainly did not know that you could ride on pythons. Hunter was faster than the soldiers’
horses. In no time, we were in The Jungle. Many trees dotted the place. On some, the inhabitants
had built tree houses. Beatrice informed the head commander, Lector, that an attack was being
launched by the Sand Kingdom. Soon we found out that they weren’t there to steal the fruit. They
wanted to assassinate the Queen of The Jungle. Everybody was in shock.
By morning, the war was planned. Beatrice, who as a spy, had often crept into the Sand
Kingdom and knew it well, guided us as we organized ourselves. That whole night we practiced
battle formation, attack and defense. Our plan was to attack the Sand Kingdom, invade the castle,
and murder King Sayton.
When we arrived in the warzone, to our surprise, King Sayton and his troops were already
in battle formation ready to defend the castle. With a sudden cry of “LET THE WAR BEGIN!” we
descended on our enemies. The screams of the injured soldiers were as harsh as the flames of a
burning inferno.
When I saw King Sayton, my determination to kill him rose higher than the sun itself. I
galloped towards him. As he was struggling to defeat a Jungle soldier, I cut off his head with
pride. Unfortunately, at that moment, a Sand soldier behind me thrust his spear right through my
abdomen. With a last look at the conquering Jungle army, I collapsed onto the ground.
My sacrifice was worth it. My spirit soared above the Gobi and the Jungle. Seeing equality
and balance, I was contented. I knew the Jungle would survive now.
