Chapter 98: Red Entrance



With two bone claws and other tricks operational once more, Loimos stood on the outside of the gate supposedly preventing people from getting in, this night wasn't nearly as bright as a full moon but the moonlight was shining somewhat either way, not that it mattered for Loimos, but One was bringing along some livings, it was unlikely that they all had great vision in the dark.

The streets were once again empty, save for a few younglings that had ran through the streets a few minutes ago, it was certainly hard to imagine that some great criminal activities were constantly brewing just out of sight of Findpasser, One was selling drugs to fund her project, and from what she had said, they weren't soft in the least, so the fact that Loimos had yet to stumble upon anyone under its influence was rather suspicious.

It didn't take much longer for the vampire and her temporary colleagues to show up, and they looked just as Miqi was described, save for some details he hadn't mentioned, One walked over and leaned up against the undead.

"This is Loimos, he'll be helping us today" the undead nodded, as it seemed like the vampire wasn't wholly certain that he wouldn't attack anything that breathed on sight.

Loimos wasn't a wild animal, he could work with a few livings here and there, he would still be plotting their downfall as an entire group at the end of the day.

Miqi had been right to be afraid of these women, they all indeed seemed mentally deranged in some way.

Two, the desert woman was holding onto a long spear with a bladed point, appearing more suitable to cut and clave than to pierce, she was just staring at the ground, deeply in thought, which she had been even as she had been walking over.

Three, the one with the unusual green blade just seemed itching to murder someone, all the while wearing a pleasant smile on her face and whistling a tune.

As for Four, well it seemed rather obvious face to face that she wasn't a human at all, from afar, one might make the mistake but upon closer inspection, it should have been clear that she wasn't even close to being one.

Meanwhile, the one with the spear pried open a hatch in the ground, barely hidden underneath a rug, the locking mechanism was protruding from the ground, creating a bump on the chosen method of concealment, clearly, the criminals weren't trying really hard.

The covert nature of their dealings must have made it so they were never bothered in the first place, considering that Armond had been part of their group as well, it wasn't farfetched to believe that many other guards also worked for them.

Loimos dropped down there first, able to confirm that the black market was just ahead, bustling with customers that were probably not from Findpasser, the passage leading there was rather cramped, they would have to each step out into sight of everyone one by one.

"Two, you're up! Do the spin thingy" One spoke to the dark-skinned woman, who acquiesced with a nod and moved on ahead, after much brushing past everyone.

Stepping out into the open, she cracked her neck and raised her spear above her head, everyone was either busy trying to negotiate prices and looking down with hoods over their heads to conceal their identity, so they took an awful lot of seconds to notice her spinning her weapon at high speeds.

This time, it was no battle art, she just spun her spear in place to build up momentum before turning into what could be essentially described as a tornado of blood and dismembered bits.

"It hurts to think so much blood is going to get mixed in with filth"

Once the gorey tornado concluded, the rest of them were already out of the narrow tunnel, ready for carnage, as the hysteria of the people settled in, nearly all of the other ways inside the underground collapsed on themselves, the other passages linked to the outside of the city, so they had already been rigged with explosives, now detonated by One's diligent, unwilling workers.

As for the way they had gone in themselves, the monster woman spat something back at it, which deployed into thick, sticky spider webs.

There were no ways out.