In a small village to the north yells and the sounds of warfare could be heard. Scouts from the shadows had just entered the region when they saw the blazes of fire in the distance. They used the communication crystals that their leader had distributed before the mission had started.
They reported the situation before unsheathing their weapons to join the fray. Asa pulled the dagger from his back. 'We are already under attack, eh?' The two blended in with the darkness and began striking at the enemy figures dressed in robes. Asa's partner began directing the villagers to a safer location.
Asa lost count of the amount of altercations he was in. The smell of the smoke and blood began clouding his mind. His moves became sluggish. It felt like he couldn't breathe. Even with the specially made mask distributed to all the shadows, members was not filtering out the smells anymore.
