Quietly... Quietly...

Mikey peeked around the corner of the wall. He held up his hand and began to make motions with it. Both the other men engaged the 'Protect from Melee' prayer. Three of Mikey's fingers went up. 3... 2... 1...

"CHARGE!!!" Mikey ran out from around the corner towards the Elite Black Knight. Chris went left towards the broken wall, and Domonik right, towards the building. Mikey swung his dragon scimitar down towards the knight. CLANK! The sound of metal against metal rang in Mikey's ears. Chris hopped out from behind the wall.

"EAT FIRE SURGE!" A huge ball of fire flew towards the knight, knocking his helmet clean off his head. A barrage of arrows came down from the second floor of the building. Domonik had started his assault. ''Ting! Ting! Ting!'' The arrows bounced off the knight's armor. As he turned to chuck his sword at Domonik, Mikey chopped his head clean off. He fell to the ground and disappeared, along with the rest of the scenery. The three men walked out of the room.

"Nice simulation, guys," Mikey said. "But not good enough. C'mon, let's run it again."

"Come on, Mikey! We've been running this for five days straight! Why can't we do it for real, now?" Domonik asked.

"Dom, you know that if we don't have this sim PERFECT, down to every last single detail, we are sure to die!"

"But none of us even got a scratch! No one has for three days!" Chris pointed out.

"No matter. Remember, these sims are easier than the real world."

"Why can't we do something else, then? Ya know, like, go hunt some Green dragons, kill some Revenants, or... EAT AND SLEEP?" Dom inquired.

"Ugh... fine... go get some food, get some rest, and we'll go hunting in the morning."

"FINALLY!" The three guys headed off to Varrock Square, got a bite to eat, headed back and got some sleep. Good thing. They were in for it the next day...