Tobias, the two masked mercenaries with gold sprinkled black boots walked in through the wall entrance point. There was a little gate in between the 18 feet wide wall where another guard irunmole stood with a taut face. His body oozed out a soft warning aura that seemed to tell people to respect themselves.
"Do have a nice journey." He muttered.
It was at this point, Tobias decided to take another timely gaze. He looked about, his eyes taking in all the details while his mind went on an overdrive, pulling on strings of Fate. He immediately stopped short when he saw Ibiyemi trying to go back.
"Ibiyemi, we are moving in here." He called, softly but enough for Ibiyemi to hear. The others heard, and stopped short, turning their masked faces down.
She turned, hastening her steps to join the others, with a distraught look on her face. She heaved, shaking her head slightly.
