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It was bleak and silent night.
Losing against HolyBeast army, commander of the chaos was sitting down on his darling wrecked chair, pondering.
To be honest, the assault was a fail.
When planning the assault, he never thought he can take hold of HolyBeast Castle.
HolyBeast Castle is well-armed and defended by gigantic, wide magical sphere.
It is not the matter of hard or easy, it was simply impossible.
Though he still thought he can take hold of Seraphim Tower and use as a stronghold for attacking HolyBeast Castle.
The attack was ongoing just fine... His army split up into two teams; one to attract enemies,
another to seize Seraphim Tower. But he underestimated the powers of HolyBeasts.
His team to attract HolyBeasts wrecked into pieces in a flash,
and even before reaching Daybreak Valley, his second team evaporated from the battlefield.
Stampede of Insects did not mean much to HolyBeasts,
they took their weapons and calmly struck them down,
returning them into the soft soil of Beastia. His plan simply failed.
Physical disturbance did not mean much for them.
It is mortifying, but they had enough powers to vanquish the simple version of ancient creatures.
So he thought of casting off ineffable script of creation,
to create creatures with antisideric powers of destruction.
Though there was a major risk of the created creature to ignore his order.
It might just start destructing everything in its sight, using its excessive power for Beastia to take care.
He never took any risks that could lead to a total and at random devastation by letting go of his own control.
His army is well controlled, and all plans had to be under his control.
HolyBeasts were just enough for him, which is out of his control.
He kept thinking of a plan on his chair, rocking slowly back and forth.
It has been long time since he started wondering, sitting on the chair,
though it was still dark outside. However whether it was night or day was never his point of occasion. He never slept.
He does not know why he never gets drowsy, but he was always awake, always ready for something to happen.
Suddenly he stood up and made a dodge to the left.
Rocking chair without its master kept squeaking silently in the dark.
A strand of spider silk was hanging down from the ceiling to on his chair.
On the chair, little spider was looping its string around his fresh meal.
His meal was a giant moth. With spider's poison, moth was paralyzed and did not move,
as it was waiting for a quiet, calm death.
Watching the strangely beautiful scenery, he came up with some images; a spider web and a poison.
It was simple, but it seemed to be the verity of this earth.
And he came up with an idea.
"To tie HolyBeasts down in that gross castle..." he whispered.
He approached to the rotten bookshelf with long strides, and took out 2 books. Blowing the dust away,
he was suddenly excited about his new plan. Glancing on the books, he gave a grim smile. 2 books were titled,
"Habit of Squiddy" and "The Art of War".
He giggled for a while reading the books, but finally before dawn,
he burst out laughing from joy ? from joy of imaging his certain victory against accursed Beasts...
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To be continued.....
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