"Luke," the Flame Lord calls out, waiting by the dimensional port.
"Father," Luke replies, hastily.
The two meet up at the port, Luke awaiting whatever the Flame Lord has to say.
"Luke, you are to find the Narrator. He has been out of our grasp for long enough, and I fe… I think he is planning something."
"Father… You stuttered," Luke points out.
"I know what I said, Luke. Capturing him is now top priority. We've conquered many kingdoms across the systems, our main kingdom has all its checks in order. He is our only problem. He is the only one left who could challenge our prosperity. Luke, I want you to bring him to me, no matter the cost. Alive. I want to watch him suffer. Do you understand me, Luke? I want you to bring me the Narrator alive. I want you to bring Robert alive.
I want you to bring him alive; bring the Narrator alive; bring Robert alive. The order circled through Luke's head over and over as he walked through the portal, his fleet of men behind him. I know the Narrator cannot contest the Flame Lord in power, but he's still nothing to sneeze at, Luke thinks to himself, while combat was never his strong suit, he's nearly impossible to outwit. Even if I pitted him against our whole army, if he knew the terrain… Brute force won't be enough to overwhelm him either. The best tacticians know when to… Before Luke could finish his thought, he steps on a piece of paper, which he takes notice of.
Luke studies the paper for a little bit, and realizes it's a map of the planet.
"Now why was there a map of the planet here?" Luke thinks to himself aloud, "Unless…"
Luke studies the map some more, and notices that there is a large city nearby