"I hope you carry lots of your old treasure in these," William gathered all the rings, items, and even the ball and sickle Alfred held in both hands, before turning to look in one direction.
"Even if I got rid of you, you still brought lots of trouble over," William sighed. He struggled to deal with just a single bomb, and now he had twenty to handle. "I need to get rid of this war now," yet there was a silver lining in all this; this war was considered over.
Sending Alfred over meant one thing; the enemy wouldn't send any more reinforcements over. In fact, Alfred said it himself, they'd wait for the bombs to explode, before they'd send their forces here and claim the world for themselves.
William knew there would be an unstoppable wave of enemies coming through the portal at one point, yet he knew how to solve this problem once and for all.
