The sound of boots on the ground filled the air. A constant movement and a steady echo. Termod walked briskly in the inner part if the Guild. His gaze was extremely dark and his body was lot with a dim white arua and energy.
He stopped few meters away from a cell. The Central Guild Cell. Om it was written, 123. He had come to see a prisoner in the cell.
He looked around for a moment before stepping into the room. It's cold air hit him and he managed not to wince in discomfort. His eyes scanned the dark room for a moment and he smiled as he noticed that he was in the right place.
Termod was an ex ninja of the Black Ninjas. This group of Ninjas were very powerful and deadly. They had orchestrated about 36% of the deaths in Brazil, their base. They has managed a total seizure of 60% of the government properties.
