“Yes, my lord.”

“Mascot is actually against us and is plotting with a rival park to destroy us. I don't trust him at all.” I said, speaking for everyone.

“I trust you because ever since you came to this land, you have brought us good tidings. The healing ointment was made by you and it has been helpful to us all and I'm grateful to you.”

“Trust me, my lord. I won't take this gesture for granted. I promise if you grant us access to your warriors I'll make you proud and you wouldn't regret it at all.”

“So Mascot is the enemy right?” He asked.

“Yes..” I was interrupted...