135 Raid (Part 5)

Doevm crouched next to the door handle and inspected the various magic circles etched on its surface. With a wave of his hand, the magic circles vanished. 'While many things have changed, it looks like some things have remained the same. This was easier than the building blocks I was forced to play with as a toddler.'

He had the Guriant and the Banshee wait at the sides of the door. Clerk still wasn't done with the fourth floor but said he would be down in a few minutes. 'I don't like this,' Doevm thought. 'It was too easy to break into this place. There should have been more guards, more mages, more noise.'

He checked his mental connection with Ghoul, who was upstairs with an army of the Black Market's former guards, hungry and waiting. 'I can understand a delay, but the Resistance's men have not come at all.'