The pair departed the city through the main gate, Constantine still felt a little frisky after having merely four beers, and perhaps that's what upset him the most.
"Once we're outside we might be attacked by them." Zamira started once they crossed the big gate to the wilderness, leaving the town, it was roughly midday and they didn't plan to go back for some time.
"The scarred cult huh? I saw some geezers jumping across buildings in black cloaks before... why don't they attack in the city?" He was still questioning himself regarding this topic,
