157 Silver Tongue

  "Back to business," the voice ominous. The weather outside seemed to be mesmerized by Staxius. The downpour was now accompanied by lightning. Each thunderbolt sounded like an explosion, it made Akhtar cower further, the heart could not be stopped. The pressure from the man who stood behind and with the thunder who seemed on his side – none could remain calm.

  "S-so w-what d-do you want?" out of fear, the businessman asked.

  "Information," he took a pause, "-tell me who is responsible for the attack today. Tell me where are the dark-guild members hiding and any information related to them. God's ale, there must be quite a market here."