The tall, the bad, and the gloomy (1)
"Fuck."
Sebastian whipped around, bracing for the sight of Blackfire Clan guards ready to capture him. Instead, he faced five individuals, not a single one in the feared black armor.
Among them, two caught his eye, their figures hooded and oddly slender, almost too thin to be normal.
<They look likes skeletons.>
He couldn't make out their faces or any distinct features as the clothes they were wearing completely covered them, but it was clear they were not like anyone he'd seen before.
What struck Sebastian as odd were the items they carried.
Each of the slender figures was burdened with a backpack, their grip firm on sizable bags that seemed almost too heavy for their delicate frames.
The scene was bizarre, not at all what he had expected to find waiting for him at the gate's exit.