One by one, the cabinet members began to speak.The Minister of Trade started, "Mr. President, I think we should trade with Parkland. They have the resources that we need, and we have what they want. This could boost our economy significantly."The Minister of Finance added, "I agree with my colleague. Your Excellency, trading with Parkland could open new financial avenues for us, I see this as an opportunity we shouldn't let go."The Minister of Defense spoke next, "From a security perspective, an alliance with Parkland would be beneficial. It would strengthen our position in the region and provide us with additional military support if needed."Fischer leaned back, nodding at their brilliant ideas, as it seemed so beautiful to take in.The Minister of Agriculture chimed in, "Mr. President, you would agree with me, that Parkland has advanced agricultural techniques that could greatly benefit our farming industry. This trade could lead to technological exchanges that would improve our
Lorenz was sitting in his study, his right leg crossed over his lap, smiling. He was glad to have received a response accepting his proposal from Mawuta.Suddenly, as usual, the room began to vibrate heavily, with things shattering all over the place. He felt disturbed and scared. Immediately, Grimnar appeared before him.Lorenz was disappointed. He no longer felt scared of Grimnar's form. He hissed and said, "Could you stop scattering the place? Every time you come, there are better ways to appear." He began to pick up the scattered materials on the floor, muttering to himself.Grimnar's dark figure loomed over him, but Lorenz kept his focus on tidying up. "I'm serious, Grimnar," he said, not looking up. "This is getting old.”Grimnar watched him, his eyes glowing with a strange intensity. "I have news," Grimnar said, his voice deep and echoing. "Important news."Lorenz paused, his hands full of papers. "What is it?" he asked, still kneeling on the floor.Grimnar began, "It's good th
Royce went through the basement, holding his bleeding arm, and could still hear soldiers looking for him. He winced in pain, feeling very thirsty. He heard footsteps behind him but saw no one when he looked back. The footsteps ceased. He continued moving forward, holding his bleeding arm and searching for an escape route. Luckily, he found an opening into the villa's sewage pipe. Just as he entered the pipe, a bullet whizzed past him, narrowly missing and causing damage ahead. He heard a voice mutter, "Missed it," followed by the cocking of a gun. Royce moved quickly through the pipe as heavy gunfire erupted behind him. Covering his nose from the stench, he pushed forward, trying to move through the sewage. The smell and filth made him gag, but he pressed on, determined to escape. The pipe was dark and slimy, making every step difficult. His body ached, and he felt weak, but he knew he couldn't stop.After moving and struggling through the slimy, stinking pipe, Royce heard a famili
Royce sat in the dark cell, his arm still aching from the rough treatment. "Aethon, where are you?" he muttered to himself, glancing around the space. He had been hoping, praying, for Aethon to show up and rescue him.Days passed, each one feeling longer than the last. Royce paced the small cell, looking at the barred window, hoping to see a sign of Aethon. "Come on, Aethon, I need you," he whispered desperately, his voice breaking.But no one came. The guards brought him food and water, but there was no sign of Aethon. Each night, Royce lay on the cold, hard floor, staring at the ceiling, his hope fading. "Aethon," he said again, his voice now just a faint whisper.While Royce lay on the cold floor looking defeated, a soldier came towards his cell door and banged it hard. Royce startled up, looking at who banged the door. It was a soldier bringing food for him. The soldier forcefully opened the metal door, the hinges creaking loudly.The soldier entered with a neat bowl, covered and
"Royce, I understand how you feel. I know you are stressed out. Feel free to talk to me," the nurse said softly as she closed the cell door slightly. She secretly took out a syringe from her pocket and moved closer to him.Royce eyed her suspiciously. "Why are you coming close?"The nurse continued to approach him, keeping her voice calm and soothing. "Don't worry, you'll be fine," she said, her eyes fixed on him. Before Royce could react, she quickly jabbed the syringe into his arm. He cried out in pain, clutching his arm, but within seconds, he felt his body go weak. His vision blurred, and he struggled to stay conscious."What's happening?" he mumbled weakly, his knees buckling.The nurse stepped back, watching as Royce crumpled to the floor. "Just relax," she said quietly, though he was already too far gone to hear her. His eyes closed, and he slipped into unconsciousness.The nurse returned from the cell as a soldier locked it behind her. She approached the group of soldiers wai
Lorenz stood in front of a large crowd and many cameras. The national flag was behind him, and everyone was waiting to hear what he had to say. He looked confident and ready."My fellow citizens," Lorenz began, his voice clear and strong. "Today, I have good news about our discussions with Mawuta. We have agreed on a deal that will benefit us all."He paused, looking around at the people and the cameras, making sure everyone was listening."We have agreed to trade our oil for Makuta's gold. We will start by paying them nineteen hundred dollars for each ounce of gold. This price will be for the first three months to show we are committed to this partnership."Lorenz smiled and continued, "This deal will bring more jobs and help our economy grow. We are building a future where Parkland thrives."People in the crowd started clapping, happy to hear the news. Lorenz nodded, thanking them for their support."Thank you for trusting in our decisions. Together, we are moving forward to a brigh
Dan walked out of the room quietly, noticing that the noise had reduced and there were no more footsteps. He began to move carefully, trying not to raise any alarm. As he walked, he almost made eye contact with a soldier who was scanning the area. Dan quickly bent down, breathing heavily, and tried to hide from the soldier. He moved while lying flat on the floor, using a short wall as cover. After taking a few steps, he found a door slightly open. He quietly slipped through it. Unknown to him, a soldier had already spotted him from afar. The soldier watched as Dan entered one door and came out through another, following him quietly without Dan knowing.Dan reached a balcony and saw a rope near some piled oil cans. He decided to use it to jump down. Just as he threw the rope down, a soldier appeared and said, "Hands up!" The soldier cocked his gun, ready to shoot if Dan disobeyed. Dan immediately raised his hands in surrender but still wanted to play smart.Dan grabbed the rope, which
Lorenz was becoming eviler, and his heart hardened to fulfil Grimnar's wish to gain power and influence over all the world's nations.While in his office, deep in his dark thoughts, he came up with an idea. He needed to frame Mawuta and make them commit a big crime against him. He called for one of his closest soldiers, who would do anything good or bad for him.Without wasting much time, there was a knock on the door. Lorenz already knew who it was and shouted, "Come in!" The door opened quietly, and the soldier walked in, closing the door with a soft click.The soldier walked close to Lorenz, saying, "You sent for me, sir."Lorenz smiled and responded, "Yes, have a seat. I have a lot to discuss with you." The soldier took his seat, wondering what Lorenz wanted to talk about. Lorenz glanced at the door to ensure they were alone and said, "I have an important message for you."The soldier leaned forward, listening intently. "What do you need me to do, sir?"Lorenz began, lowering his