Damian tried to walk as if he belonged in the camp, quickly making his way toward the large tent. A few soldiers turned to look at him twice, noting his casual clothing, but fortunately, no one stopped him in their hurry, as he strolled past the mage's tent. Two high-ranking soldiers stood guard in front, so Damian veered to the side and discreetly sliced through the tough tent fabric with an air blade, cutting a small rectangular opening just big enough for him to enter.
Inside, there he was—busy with a couple of ladies, all naked.
'Why is every guy I go killing is busy doing this shit..? In the middle of a freaking war at that…'
