Not one but Hundred More

"We are heading to the guild right now," Arlen declared.

"Now?" Michael asked with surprise, but Arlen seemed determined.

"Yes, now. Too bad if you have anything else to do," Arlen replied coldly, leaving no room for negotiation. Since Michael really didn't have anything else to do, he agreed with Arlen.

"Very well. Let's head over to the guild," Michael acquiesced. Then, Arlen and Michael walked out of the room. As Arlen exited the room, three armored guards approached him.

"My Lord, our men are heading to the guild and will be waiting for us," the leading guard informed. All three guards were armed to the teeth and stood almost seven feet tall. Their helmets concealed their faces completely.

"Good," Arlen nodded.