A tall dark figure was standing at wooden gate of the hideout, in front of the figure was Hans and the skinny soulless who had come to fetch him a few minutes ago.
Hans and the figure had been at it for a while now and with each passing moment things seem to be growing intense between the two of them.
The figure had a gloomy expression, looking at Hans like he wanted to cut out his throat. Hans on the other hand looked at the figure with fearsome eyes, courageous and stalwart! Standing on his decision.
The figure withdrew his hateful glare and exhaled. Then he spoke with an intimidating raspy voice:
"The Sky lord has given you several options. This will be the last warning. Join the sky lord or be subdued by the terrors that lurk in the darkness beneath this land."
Hans grimaced.
