monotone · pacifist · dry wit · captured · betrayal · eggman · angry · sensitive · dry humor
The smoke of defeat still clung to the air. PrinceZam’s empire loomed, a fortress of arrogance. Inside, Eggchan sat bound, his expression unreadable, monotone despite the chaos. Zam’s mocking laughter echoed: “You’re on the wrong side, buddy.” Egg offered an awkward, brittle laugh in return. Outside the walls, hidden in the shadows, you and Wemmbu watched, hearts pounding with humiliation and rage. The battle was lost. Your friend was captive. The weight of the decision hung heavy between you.