Staring down at the boy, carlin feels for him.
Facing the royal box, he tosses the blade on the ground.
"pick up that blade and finish him!"
Carlin spits in the kings direction.
He is greeted with a mix of boos and cheers.
Seems some understand his motives.
"you there! Boy! Slay this defiant rebel and you may have the title of keyblade knight."
The boy stands behind him and picks the blade up.
The boy faces him with tears filling his eyes.
He hears Carlin speak to him.
"you do what your heart tells you. Whatever your decision, i will not hold it against you."
The boy stands there for a minute.
"what are you doing? Attack him! Finish this match!" the king cries outraged.
The young boy stands beside Carlin and drops the blade on the ground.
"Cowards! Guards, arrest these traitors!"
Dozens of guards flood in and take Carlin and the other boy away.
Chained up in the deepest dungeon, Carlin begins to be interrogated.
"why did you do such a thing? are you a spy perhaps? A assassin maybe?
Did someone send you?"
Carlin responds by spitting in the interrogators face.
"very well....we'll begin.
I really looking forward to this!"
Carlin screams echo throughout the dungeon
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