The door to the Wizard's tower opened, and the Chosen One limped in, looking bloody but victorious.
As he slumped onto a chair, the Wizard came down and froze when he saw the Chosen One.
"What happened?"
"Oh, this book you said would give me power did nothing, but luckily there was ab uprising brewing in the peasants, and I did sword fighting on weekends back home for LARPs, so I ended the evil King's rule with bloodshed!"
The Wizard tried to work out how to explain that he was supposed to be a great negotiator, but was too scared.
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