The sewer of Tarenfall had opened up into a large hall as Marin and Travis approached the front doors of the Scarlet Eye's headquarters. Around the corner would be the entrance.
What had used to be a sewer now resembled an abandoned underground fort, most likely used for the military many years ago during some war Tarenfall was involved in. Seeing as the city had now enjoyed relative peace for many years, it became apparent that the rogue organization had adopted the emptied location for their nefarious deeds.
Travis now had on a black ski mask, fully concealing his face and signature hair he sported. With his entire body now being covered, he didn't look much different than Marin himself.
He usually followed the same routine he always had to a dime when it came to infiltrating the joint, but with Marin assisting him, it was a good time to shake up the actions he normally took.
"There's a single guard behind this corner," he whispered to Marin, reminding him. "You know what to do?"
Marin nodded. He was feeling nervous about the events that would shortly unfold, but he tried his best to remain calm. Travis had no anxiety, and that helped Marin to realize Travis was not going into this blindly like he would.
"When I give the signal, we turn the corner. You freeze him immediately. I can guarantee the guard will be there," he explained.
They hurried down the carpeted hall, dimly lit with torches on either side. When they rounded the corner, Marin noticed a large stone door with a fierce dragon engraving on it. On either side of the door, was a guard.
That made two guards.
The two rogues were both in the uniform of their guild. They wore black leathers with dark purple trim, and red bandannas. They both immediately noticed Marin and Travis. Before they had another second to react, Marin froze the one on the left.
Travis cursed seeing as there was one extra problem than he had anticipated.
Immediately after Marin froze the first, Travis lunged at the second. The guard who was lucky enough to not be chosen by Marin to be frozen over, pulled his daggers and engaged with Travis.
Marin was ready to freeze the second, but Travis had already taken the initiative of dealing with him, and Marin wasn't confident enough to try and freeze him with Travis so close.
Instead, he watched closely as Travis battled the other. The rogue moved quick, but Travis had a step that was quicker. The rogue went for some reckless stabs, but Travis darted side to side, dodging them, and grasping his arms.
Flames erupted from his palms, burning the arms of the rogue, even through the tough leathers he wore. He winced in pain, and dropped the daggers. Travis easily maneuvered behind the rogue, and put him into a choke hold, preventing him from catching a breath. He struggled, and tried to pry Travis's arms from his neck, but it was not happening.
The two slumped to the ground as Travis hushed him several times in a soft voice before he passed out. After that, Travis immediately let him go, and got up. One rogue was frozen, the other was now passed out on the ground.
That rogue wasn't the only one gasping for breath, Travis was now too, due to the exertion from the quick tussle.
"Damn," he breathed, lungs fighting the twenty coats of tar that lined them. "I've... I've never seen them have two guards before. That was... unexpected."
"Are you okay?" Marin asked.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." He panted for a moment, his body bent down with his hands on his knees.
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The Dead King
FantasíaA powerful ice wizard awakens in his abandoned castle after being dead for a few hundred years. His kingdom and everyone who was a part of it has vanished. Having almost all his memory wiped, he tries to repair the castle, return to normal life, and...
