"Is this alright?" Bob asked as the gruff man confirmed and signed the contract with Misha.
"It is," I said as I turned to Bob, "because this guy here knows the consequences of breaching the contract don't you?" I asked him.
"Yes, I just want to live, I had to do whatever that man asked of me… he was pretty…convincing," he said.
"I believe so too," I said, "What's your name?" I asked him.
"Jamal," he replied.
"Right then Jamal, follow after us," I said then turned to Bob and said, "Give him a spear," I said.
Bob reluctantly gave him one, as he grumbled.
"How am I supposed to use this?" Jamal asked as he handled the spear as if it was a broomstick.
"Poke the enemy with the pointy end, also you need to know of something," as I gave him the instruction, I shared with everyone the password shared between us.
