164 Wiarno City and the Slith Sect (3)

*Cla-aaaank!* *CREEEEEEE----AAKKKK!!!*

The heavy metal gates the height of 2 men and as wide as 4 was unsealed, unbolted and swung open with a long screeching creak. It didn't look like it was rarely used; perhaps it was just not well maintained...?

Lars made the observation as he hoped this would be settled soon. He was eager to get on to finding more of the priceless animal's hide, wherever it came from, and wanted to settle this misunderstanding as quickly as possible.

Though, seeing the level of agitation on the face of the well-dressed man in his fifties, it didn't look likely that he could get through to him in his rage-induced state right now...

The old man burst forth into aggressive action, producing and equipping a pair of 4-bladed claws on either wrist while the even older guard stood by and folded his arms and sighed, clearly feeling that he was far too old for this sh*t.