Ch. 124: To The Hell's Gateway
"You're late!" Hissed Arman the fourth ruler of the serpentine tribe as he stood at the border of his tribe wearing a dark cloaks, his eyes beaming with disgust.
"You didn't exactly specify on a time reptile." I responded more colder than he did me.
I wore a black jacket and trouser, and white sneakers. Maybe I did want to go with a bit of style today, and I had come alone this time. I was largely confident that I could handle the threat at hand alone and that was not just small talk since I had been training a lot since I got back.
"So whats the plan?" I asked and watched Arman looked at me with empty eyes. "You do have one right?"
