When the guards saw the wounded Wain, one of them ran up to him and bowed respectfully. He was the commander of the guards at this entrance.
"Mr. Wain!" The man said excitedly.
'Oh, it seems Gisle has decided to tell some people about me. It's even for the best, though.' Thought Wain.
Wain nodded and calmly said, 'Take me to Gisle. I need medicine in large quantities."
The guard nodded. He could see that Wain was seriously wounded. His entire body was covered in scars and deep wounds. Moreover, the black cloak was soaked with dried blood in many places.
He knew that Wain was one of the strongest men in their organization, so the guard was horrified by Wain's condition.
"Open the gate!" The sentinel said loudly and pulled a walkie-talkie out of his pocket. He said something loudly, relaying information about the present situation.
Wain went forward and snapped his finger. The dark sword disintegrated into many pieces.
