"This sure was one heck of an adventure, eh?" Nudged the orange knight to the green one. "Sure it was!" declared the poison knight nodding, "But, how did the others not make it through if they were stronger than us in their young years like we did?" he scratched the back of his head, "How did people like us manage to get through the horrible fate that awaited us in every corner?" The citrus colored knight let out a chuckle. "Well that's simple, dear Gregor!" exclaimed orange putting his arm around the olive helmet warrior. "We are the so called, 'chosen' ones!" "Can you please not say my na-" "We aren't chosen ones." Interrumpted the royal blue tinted armor knight. "There is no such things as 'chosen ones' in this land, there's no prophecies …show more content…
Things in the village have been unbelievably well since The Castle Crashers took the matters in their own hands, not a single enemy has stepped in the village nor in the nearest spot in it, and the castle was safer than it ever was. Most of the time after a couple days passed since an invasion was stopped, the enemy would come back typically stronger or with more backup, sometimes even bring out some cruel fighters to end innocents right on the spot, destroying homes and stands, but mostly, the villager's lives for days, in ther worst cases, long eternal months. It seemed like an average day, people walking through stands and children sprinting around with the charming chords of flutes making their way all over the village, spreading happiness and calmness all over it, managing to help most adults keep a serenity on their face as they went to do their daily work routine. Despite having their own matters, they were awaiting for the arrival of the four brave warriors who were the ones picked to save the land from more trouble with all the faith in their reach, no matter how many days have …show more content…
In that same path, a little girl was asking her mom, who was picking out what apple looked the sweetest and juiciest, who were the famous crashers known all over the land, her motherly figure responded sweetly while paying three small pieces of gold, handing a red, beautiful apple to her daughter. "They are the brave gentlemen who took the power away from those ugly barbarians my dear." She continued, smiling. "They are the ones who gave us, villagers, another chance to enjoy