The pub was not far from the barracks. It was only two streets away. In fact, that pub was frequented by the soldiers.

Rody saw the sign from afar. His face sank from the first glance itself. It was not a good place to be. There were two large men that were obviously not good people standing at the entrance. Their clothes were bright and new but half of their hairy and tattooed chests were exposed. Their faces looked fierce.The only thing missing was a sign saying ‘I am a bad guy’. Most likely these people were workers doubling as fighters.

Noises were audible through the solid door, mixed with the laughter and scolding of a woman and also the laughter and shouting of men.

The two fighters saw Rody approach from afar. They then noticed the two soldiers behind Rody. One of the thugs gave a meaningful glance to the other and the second thug then went in.

Rody had only brought two soldiers with him. With his current skills, he no longer needed to bring an entire group. With too many p