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Scrambling to his feet, Lord Fred began backpedaling away from the approaching threat. "Stay back! Back, I say!" The leader rat paid no heed, continuing its steady prowl. Feeling behind himself, Lord Fred felt harsh metal and concluded he was now cornered against the cell door. Hopelessly, he began calling out. "Guard?! Somebody?! Help me, please!"
"Huh...?" Fred perked up upon the sound of a gravelly voice on the other side of the door, and the echo of heavy boots marching over. A small slide on the door slid open, revealing a harsh bearded face. "Who is in there?"
"My name is Lord Fred. I got teleported here while on a quest for the King. Please get me out of here!" The rats, apparentl feeling their prey was going to escape, began stalking as one cohesive pack.
"Wait a tic... the Lord Fred?" the guard asked, his eyes narrowing and irritation marring his voice. "You're the bloke who was raising taxes a few months back, weren't you? Damn near starved my family, you jerk..."
Lord Fred's eyes widened. "No, there's been a misunderstanding! That wasn't me; you must be thinking of Lord Ted! I have never raised any taxes unfairly, my good sir!"
A condescending grunt left the man. "I'm sure you haven't." The guardsman glanced past Fred, towards the mob of rats about to descend, and shrugged. "The kingdom could do with less nobles, I think. And I ain't about to risk my life for one of them." With a decisive nod, he began to reach up to shut the slide.
"Wait, please! I'll give you..."
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