The City Is My Hunting Ground

Chapter 17: King of the Depths

Passed into a pit of despar... I climbed out on the corpses

It had six legs.

Every leg had a flame on it, and Ziggs, who had studied flame weapons in his youth as well as bombs, could easily see that they were something between flamethrowers and shotguns.

It had a self-made gatling in place of its right arm.

It was more accurately 'he'.

He was Urgot.

"Welcome, Ziggs, welcome."

It took some time to realize what the situation was. Since he had 25% more time to think, he managed to find out they were apparently in sewers. And the most feared zaunite, Urgot, stood in front of him.

"Why am I here?"

"You don't need to know that. But rumors about you were true. You aren't even shaking. You are strong."

It seems that Urgot needs me, because he bothered to bring me here. He won't kill me, or he would already have.

"Are you after me, or something I have?"

Urgot laughed. His voice was horrible. "As I said, you don't need that information. But take off your gloves!"

Ziggs did so. He had already guessed that Urgot was propably after his ring.

"Excellent, yordle. Take him away!"

Just before two strong hands grabbed him, Urgot snatched the ring from his finger.

"You will see it soon... if you survive the trial."

...

Tristana and Rumble sat on their bed. Teemo had woke up about half an hour ago and passed out again, after they had scolded him. He had mumbled some apologies, but hadn't really been in a communicative condition.

"When he wakes up again, I think we have to tell same things again. He most likely doesn't remember anything", Tristana broke the silence.

"Yeah, I guess."

Rumble sounded awfully upset.

"Rumble?"

"Hm?"

Rumble felt Tristana's hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry about Teemo. He is so angry because his big sister died in the blast."

"Ziggs would understand. He's excellent scientist, lively like a firecracker and still so emotional. One of those guys everyone admires and wants to be like."

"We will bring him back."

Rumble half-accidentally turned around and hugged Tristana. When he realized what he had done, he tried to get away, but felt Tristana was hugging back.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars.

That thought was in mind of both.

...

"My lady?"

Camille opened her eyes but kept the meditation pose. "What now, Seamus? Can't you see your mistress is meditating?"

Seamus fell to his knees. "I'm sorry, my lady. But Urgot has taken the yordle and placed him on a trial."

Camille rose up. "Perfection. Get a shadow cape and go get him. And don't get caught, Urgot must not know about this", She said with a proud tone.

Thanks, brother. Your betrayal made me to study magic too, and now, studying has paid itself back.

...

Seamus rushed his way in the sewers. The shadow cape worked perfectly, not even the sewer rats had seen him. The yordle was close, he could sense it. Ninja training was worth even after all of this.

He arrived to a larger room with lots of different pipes. The middle of the room was full of acid and old bones. From the ceiling hanged several poison canisters. They had little holes, causing the insides to create a dangerous rain to anyone in the room.

Seamus checked he wasn't under a canister. He was. He could see the drop falling towards him, and tried to run away. But even a ninja stumbles sometimes.

It was just a scratch, but he let out a weak 'ugh'. Seamus cleaned his wound and continued searching. No sign about the yordle, just pipes, poison, acid and remains. And a sound of six metal legs behind him.

"The mixed smell of blood and chemicals is intoxicating. It reveals you."

Seamus gasped in horror as he felt the chains around his leg.