Spies
"Ronald!"
"Mister Hastings!"
"Are you in charge of this area this evening? What happened? I sensed a bit of magical energy fluctuations and also screams. Where is it coming from?"
"Yes. I also sensed them; I was on my way to the Noble dorm."
"The Noble dorm!?"
"Yes."
"Fuck! Hurry up!" Both of them stepped up their pace as they rushed towards the Noble dorm.
Once they reached the door, the silver adorned instructor Hastings pushed the door open. He felt a sense of foreboding, but that did not stop him from entering along with his companion.
But the moment he entered, a metallic scent sieved through his nostrils, a smell that reminded of those dark days- days of bloodshed and deaths.
'Blood!' Both of them looked at each other, shock written on their face.
They rushed towards the core of the house, the metallic smell getting more intense with each and every step until they finally reached the destination.