A King's Vengeance

"You think... you think you understand Satan?" spat the King, still doubled-over in pain. "You have no idea... but you will! Oh, you will... You forget. I may have served in your army... but I am still KING of this place! Guards! Seize him!"

The Macy's store security guards burst forward and grabbed Fred from all sides, holding him fast.

"But, I have an army!" said Fred. "Troops! I order you to-"

"Move along, nothing to see here," the guards said. "The store closes in five minutes. Pay for your purchases and go, please."

The army all slowly made their way to the check-out stations and bought whatever they wanted. Soon, Fred was completely abandoned.

"Damn," he said.

"You now have two options before you, Sir Fred," said the once and current King, taking off his army uniform and putting on a smart outfit from the clearance rack. "You can either complete the mission I sent you on, find the Dragon (I think he lives in Central Park now)... or... these two men can take you to the sporting goods department and give you... a work out. Your choice!"

1. Head to Central Park, and the Scaly Objective!
2. Take Your Chances with the Sporting Guards!

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