Rico was in a kind of desert. No trees or bushes could be seen.
He looked around. As expected, he was alone.
He didn’t know what he should do so he just went through the desert.
After about ten minutes, he saw it. The flag!
"That was easy." He said, and wanted to run on to the flag.
But before he could even make a move, he noticed a movement on the left side.
He turned around and almost started to laugh!
A unicorn!
A sweet little baby unicorn!
That was all!
He ran a few yards to the foal. It whinnied happily.
"Okay, come here, I'll just beat you up and nothing else." He said.
The potro, colt whinnied again friendly.
This will go quickly, Rico thought with satisfaction.
He was right! It would go fast! But not the way he had expected!
It all happened very fast! The unicorn was huge!
15 meters high!
It glared at him and then stood with his hoof on Rico.
Rico had no time to react!
The horse became from an easy opponent to a invincible opponent. And that in just a few seconds!
"Oh man!"
Was the only thing he could say, before the hoof rushed down at him and everything went black.
As Rico opened his eyes again he was back at HQ.
Lara was standing two feet away from him.
"Welcome back!" She said with a grin.
"That wasn’t fair!" Rico called furious.
"I'm sorry. I told you Luca's smart. Well ... you have to wait just one level, then you can slaughter the slaves!" Lara announced.
"What should I do until then?" Grunted Rico.
"What you want." Lara said and get back to the portal.
Rico shrugged, threw himself contentedly in his bunk and grabbed his comic.
Skipper found himself on a beautiful sandy beach.
The sea sparkled in the light of the setting sun.
What was his greatest fear? He asked himself.
Of course! Needles!
But how should a needle win against him?
At that moment a man appeared beside him. A doctor!
In his hand he held a long syringe.
Skipper jumped to the doctor and took him down.
That's it? He thought.
This was not a challenge that was the chute at the playground!
He turned and looked around. Where was the flag? It was not there.
"Oh great." He moaned.
It was clear that there was a hook somewhere!
He ran along the de praia, praia countless times without success! Where is that damned flag!
The night had fallen. The water gleamed in the moonlight.
Skipper's legs ached from so much running around.
He sat down exhausted on the beautiful sandy de praia, praia and stared at the water.
The glistening surface emptied his mind and he forgot all the worries about Luca.
He closed his eyes and thought about the flag.
A few minutos he was sitting there that way.
Then it hit him!
What if that was not his weakness? But what was it?
He sat there and thought about it but he don’t know any other fears.
The waiting was getting on his nerves! He jumped to his feet and ran back and forth.
Of course!
That was his weakness. Waiting!
He hated it. But that's exactly what he needed.
Waiting until the flag appears.
So he sat down in the sand and stared at the dark sea.
It seemed like an eternity, and he was still sitting there.
Nothing happened! He was slowly but surely going insane.
Control yourself! He said to himself.
Then some point began to glisten on the water surface.
Slightly rose to the surface.
The flag! Finally!
He got up slowly, the last thing he wanted was that it immediately disappeared.
He ran toward it, grabbed the flag and thought of the seguinte level.
On the 3rd Level! The hardest of all.
Moreover, he did not even know who was still alive. Perhaps he was the only one!
But it was clear that the others had it much harder than him.
He knew the blood had already been shed!
He was right ...