Prolouge to Anthrodrone

Darmundo paced back and forth in his bedroom. The sky outside was pure black and the stars marked his hatred for every living creature in Aaeyorn. The castle in which he resided was quiet. Everyone was asleep. Everyone except for Darmundo. He was thinking hard because he had convinced himself that he was the only one clever enough to fix the situation. He was after all, in charge of the kingdom of Shellcom. He had the Imperial Stone, didn???t he? That meant he was in charge, right? Anthrodrone had to be stopped. For several years that kid had been trying to steal the stone from him and today it happened again. Anthrodrone had not expected him to be able to catch Beenub the Cyclops. But Darmundo had and now Beenub would never bother him again. He had made sure of that. The Imperial Stone was his and that was how it was going to stay!