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The Story of Rumble
The Madness Came from Somewhere
Man this job sucks, hike all day down a trail, and for what? Just to throw our lives away for a few whacks on some tower? said Craig the caster minion.
Job? What job? Were not getting paid, were prisoners, replied Dave.
I shouldnt even be here, Im not like you guys!
Why? Whatd you get caught for?
Public schools need that money. Youre basically stealing from kids.
Seriously? You killed a guy! Im nowhere near as bad as you!
I had my reasons. What you did was pretty messed up too, just saying.
This is BS man, we should just bolt.
Shutup, dont step out of the line or the siege guy will kill you.
Were already on a death march! Cmon, we can dodge a few cannonballs, just a few steps and were homefree!
General Swain said any deserters will get hung out in the sun and left to die to insects over a 7 day period. Plus Ill lose my retirement plan. I have a family to think about man.
Youre going to DIE either way. Do you even know whats at the end of this trail? No one ever seems to come back.
Well I aint gonna disobey Swain.
YOU TWO, SHUTUP OR IM PUTTING A CANONBALL IN YOU! roared the Siege boss at them, Craigs hair flying back from the force of his voice.
Dave and Craig both began to wipe the spit from their faces when they were interrupted by a series of horrible screams, and then, fire, nothing but fire and pain.
A torrent of missiles flared out of the sky and exploded across the ground in front of them, immolating the Siege boss and sending the other four minions running away screaming. As they struggled to escape the missile devastation, an enormous river of fire erupted from the grass next to them. The flames showered across the survivors, the blaze of them so fierce it somehow drowned out their screams.
Dave and Craig stumbled backward in fright, grasping for words to describe the carnage.
There was nothing though.
Nothing but laughter from off in the distance, the voice of a yordle. The cackling of that blue yordle. It would haunt Craig and Dave forever as they wandered away from the rift.