"Louder!" Zayd barked. His eyes were ablaze. He didn't take what happened in the kitchen lightly.
Under the gaze of the bright sunlight, he had all the players present on a vast field and demanded that they give him three hundred push-ups.
With nobody wanting to admit who was responsible for the breakfast machine's malfunction, everyone received the punishment.
Zera and her friends felt a little guilty but victorious at the same time. After watching the commander's face going red, his nostrils flaring as white smoke emanated from his nose, they saw the hearts from his health point meter go down.
They still needed to zero it out. Zayd's health points were one heart down, and for Zera, that was progress.
To add, they didn't get caught. They were able to save their team's health points from getting deducted.
But they have yet to celebrate. They needed to come up with another assault to get rid of another heart from Zayd's health points.
