The party the King threw was amazing. The four young knights were dancing to the music when suddenly, Jonathan stumbled in with an arrow in his back.

The older knights ran out, leaving the three stunned, and a still dancing Bolt. "Let's go!" Smoky shouted.

They saw Swordstone. He took the big crystal out if the king's chair, the most magical weapon ever created. "Get him!" He shouted as the four ran out. They soon realized, Swordstone had taken the princesses. "No!" The knights yelled.

They ran out and saw barbarians. Lots of them too. "Ewwwwwww! Their ugly." Bolt said in disgust. "Grr!" A barbarian growled.

More barbarians appeared and the four fought. Chiller noticed all the dead bodies around them. Of their men! But also barbarians.
*Cling Clang Clong Plut*
The sound of the fight. Swords swinging, then evil falling. "Gah! They... just.... keep.... coming!" Smoky shouted, holding his side. "Come on! Let's move on!" Bolt shouted. He ran ahead, but was hit back by a barbarian riding a crocodile. "Ahh!" He shouted. The crocodile snapped at Bolt, but he dogged it, hit the barbarian and hopped on the crocodile.

They fought off the barbarians and soon moved on. "Good job, Crocky!" Bolt exclaimed. "Crocky?" Smoky whispered to Flare and Chiller. They both shrugged.

They came to a grassy cave and were about to go through, but more barbarians came out. "Dang it!" Flare shouted. He threw fire balls at them.

Smoky heard a bird singing. "Huh?" He walked over and saw an owl. The owl followed him around. 'Guess he likes me.' Smoky told himself. The owl went over and found an apple and gave it to Smoky, who ate it. "Thanks" he whispered.

"Let's go, Smoky!" Flare called. "Wow! You found an Owlet!" Chiller said, amazed. "Outlet?" Bolt asked. The three groaned. They walked through the tunnel. When they got out, Crocky was gone. Bolt screamed, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"