"Oh here we go again!" Lance tried to yell but the words came out quiet and raspy. He shook his head to keep himself awake.
Cerlius wasn't fairing much better as he relayed: "I'm telling you that it is just a ploy to weaken the Kingdom's army." He stomped on the ground, causing the same thud that Trenton had heard earlier. "That's what our blackpowder will do, only that." He stomped again, this time with more force and a louder thud. "We could do better and they can do better. Consider the other possible ratios before you arbitrarily announce our finding as a perfected ratio of the blackpowder."
So that's the last chapter for a while. I'm going to be taking a week "Break" to relax with the holidays, and maybe write ahead without the stress of deadlines. I've done so much in this year and I wouldn't be me without it, yet this year has been terrible for the world. I hope we never get another like it. Screw off 2020. You tried to kill me but you forgot that I have a Lich by my side. I hope everyone can recover from this madness. Good luck in the new year.