"What are you guys even doing?" Thirteen asked the two guards who were standing at the gates of the city. "There's a barrier protecting your city, but the two of you are still guarding it? Isn't that useless?"
"You've come again, Lowborn." One of the Guards clicked his tongue in frustration after seeing the teenage boy for the third day in a row.
"I'm just genuinely curious," Thirteen said as he casually sat on a foldable chair he had brought with him. "Why is your King doing something like this?"
"Lowborns like you don't need to understand what our King is trying to achieve," the second Guard sneered. "But after he's done with the summoning, the one who will die first is you."
"Wow, scary~" Thirteen smirked. "If your King is so strong, why can't he kill me now? He's just all talk, like you guys."
"You filthy Lowborn, stop talking!" the first Guard shouted.
