Alan and Argus were keeping their eyes at the entrance of the tower. Nothing seemed suspicious not until they heard a door creaking. Their attention drew towards the cabin as they watch another gatekeeper walking out of the small cabin.
"I hear something going on," The gatekeeper scratched his head, making his way to the entrance of the tower.
Argus held onto his scabbard about to attack, but then Alan placed an arm in front of him, "Don't. If you pull your sword out. He'll hear it." Argus continues to hold on to his sword, watching the gatekeeper approach the tower.
"Then we're just going to watch them get attacked?" Argus asked Alan, who sighed and brought out a whistle from his pocket. He blew into the whistle, but no sound came out. But instead, a bird flew in their direction.
"To your master," Alan whispered to the bird and watch it fly as it enters the highest window where they were.
