Killers
Nial sensed six Originals that were at or above the 3rd Origin rank only moments after he emerged from the portal that closed behind him.
"Fuck we're too late," was the first thing he heard, and from the anger evident in their voice, he immediately knew that they meant trouble.
He couldn't be sure about that, but the chances that his gut feeling was wrong were slim.
Thus, he quickly retracted the blades on the Viper spear, hiding some of its glamor before attempting to walk past them.
If there was a different way to leave, Nia would have taken the other path, but the alley was a dead end.
This was kind of troublesome, but he still tried his best to avoid getting dragged into unnecessary trouble.
"Greetings."
Bowing towards the Originals, he greeted them politely before he continued to walk away.
His heart began to beat wildly when he started to walk past them, and it almost skipped a beat when he brushed past the last one of them.