As the wise say, "The man is the most still and most overreactive at the same momment" the garden in the central block of columbus high school was empty, and one man walked through it with his hands in his pocket, Whinsmoker, walking shoulders down, maybe pissed on something. Then he saw the empty bench; he called Dark.
No answer
Then he knew what this could be, but he couldn't imagine that Dark was gone. 'He might be flirting with some girl,' he told himself to calm his heart and called King. King was arranging paper containing info about new supply routes when he got the call, and the only line he heard was, "Dark is not here; come in the room," a low, almost silent voice instead of his usual calm, confident, arogant voice, this voice was filled with fear. As Whinsmoker reached the room, he saw King standing, and then suddenly he sensed the calcus of another being, and it was like the melody of an ancient sitar. The man entered holding an envelope, wearing a brown greatcoat, a scarf, and a white shirt. Vijay came in. "Aren't you that famous journalist." Whimsmoker commented. Ignoring Whimsoker completely, Whimsoker became more pissed, Vijay said directly, looking in the eyes of King. "Dark has been abducted by the alliance of Black Knuckles and Cobras. Dark beat the shit out of them, but they knocked him with a tranquilizer. I know, as I have planted a recorder in his shirt." The line was clean without even a thought of hesitation or fear," said out loud as if sharing a declaration. Hearing it, both admirals' eyes were wide open; ears too. As they wanted to hear that it was a joke,
King went pale, his eyes back to normal, but not his palm; it was loosened to the extent that it felt like it was going to detach. He was gone in an absolutely different world in himself. He wanted to tear his ears out for listening to this news. He wasn't able to calculate the situation or come up with a plan hearing this, and now he believed that he had fallen as a strategist, and this thought made him drown in a dark ocean of despair. He was not able to be king; his calculus stopped flowing through his body, and with one final click, the swambhu ring fell to the ground.
"I didn't imagine that one of the 13 families would produce such a weak man," and after saying this, Vijay left the room and disappeared.
Whinsmoker saw this and understood the doom of 80517 had started. He wanted to reach out for the ring, but his hand stopped; they were trembling. In fact, his whole body was shaking. He couldn't understand, and he saw the ring. He never, ever let his ring be separated. from him, and this time it was separated, and this thought made him so terrified a gasp ran from his mouth.