Trickshot didn’t intend to sleep in this morning. He had simply been so exhausted from chasing the pink rat the night before that he had gotten to bed much later than the rest of his Teammates. He really had intended to go to bed at a more reasonable hour, but he had been so intent on catching the pink rat that he had forgotten about sleep. He didn’t even catch the pink rat. It had escaped into a hole in the Castle wall, behind one of the locked doors that Sigil had mentioned, therefore rendering all of Trickshot’s efforts for naught.
“Well, I tried to wake you up earlier,” said TW’s voice in his head as Trickshot flew through the hallways of the Castle, hoping to reach the courtyard before the first match, “but you mumbled something about needing ‘five more minutes’ and threatened to be
