You dashed toward the gate, believing it to be the only path toward reprieve. Surely, no one would make a scene in front of the guards!
However, you realized your folly as you reached the gate. The Kadabra was still posted on duty. There was no way that you could let them know why you were running; from reading the message board, you saw that they penalized thieves with imprisonment. Prison wasn't the life for you, so you barred your mind as best you could. Now that you were prepared for the Kadabra, you were positive that you could resist his psychic abilities--you had the type advantage, after all.
You didn't feel the familiar probing of your mind, though. In fact, the guards seemed to bristle at your presence.
"Halt!"
Uh-oh.
You obediently froze in your tracks. The Krokorok walked toward you as the Kadabra peered on from behind. You couldn't feel him trying to read your mind, and yet... It looked like he was up to something. Sizing you up for combat? No... There was a slight grin to his lips.
"You, Purrloin!" Your attention was brought back to the advancing crocodile. "You are under arrest for the theft of various items. For violating the laws of this here fort, you are hereby sentenced to imprisonment."
"Is that so?" A devious grin crossed your face. "And what if I refuse to comply?"
The Krokorok tensed in response. "Then we will have no choice but to subdue you by force."
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