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WHO ELSE ARE YOU TO DICTATE TO ME, FATHER?

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Wyatt and Brent approached the back door of the palace castle silently, like two cheetahs. They ducked into a dark and narrow alley, with only a sliver of skylight filtering through a crack in the roof.

Brent poked his head out, and the sight before him made him frown. The doorway was thickly lined with soldiers, clad in iron armor, spears in hand, their eyes like swords, scanning the area warily.

"Damn, they've strengthened the guards. What now? We can't just break in like this." Brent whispered against the wall.

"I have a way to get in," Wyatt said calmly, glancing out of the corner of his eye at two soldiers passing through the alley.

"How?" Brent asked eagerly.

Wyatt suddenly turned around and threw a punch at Brent.

Brent was startled but quickly understood Wyatt's intentions. He dodged Wyatt's punch with agility and returned the kick.

The two men fought in the alley, cursing each other loudly. The sound of their fight drew the attention of the two soldiers on patrol.

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