Ch. 124: To The Hell's Gateway
"You're late!" Hissed Arman the fourth ruler of the serpentine tribe as he stood at the border of his tribe wearing a dark cloaks, his eyes beaming with disgust.
"You didn't exactly specify on a time reptile." I responded more colder than he did me.
I wore a black jacket and trouser, and white sneakers. Maybe I did want to go with a bit of style today, and I had come alone this time. I was largely confident that I could handle the threat at hand alone and that was not just small talk since I had been training a lot since I got back.
"So whats the plan?" I asked and watched Arman looked at me with empty eyes. "You do have one right?"
Arman nodded reluctantly. It made me wonder what the buildup of suspense was for. "We will be traveling to the black market known as Death's Gaper, it's quite a bit of a distance from here. At the outskirts of the city and nearing the wilderness of Chakra. An ideal place out of our jurisdiction."
