(Herman's POV)
I pulled the hood over my head, ushering my fellow comrades into the city.
"Where will we stay?" Marc asked, I shrugged.
"Looks like we'll have to sleep on the streets for now... We cannot risk being recognized." I stated.
We set up our "camp" in the allyway, a group of gangbangers approached us.
"This is our turf, so if you wanna live... Leave." The leader growled, I gave him a smirk.
"Yeah... Am I supposed to be scared or something?" I mocked, rolling my eyes.
The kid pulled out a knife, I chuckled, pulling out a sword.
They all backed away, "Dude this man's crazy!" One said, as they ran.
Sam laughed, "That's what happens when you mess with a ninja!"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm a warrior... Not a ninja!"
It was silent, until Vadim broke the silence.
"How are we going to get food?"
Didn't think of that...
"Well, we'll have to be disguised really good. You never know if one of our enemies is lurking around." I stated.
We entered a small shop, paying for our food at the checkout.
Some man was staring at me intently, I pretended to not notice.
As we passed him to leave, I heard him whisper, "Warriors of the Dragon Force..."
My eyes widened, I nudged Sam, "He knows."
Sam's closed his eyes in frustration, "Can we ever catch a break?" He sighed.
Late at night, I stood watch as the guys slept. I heard a rustling noise in the distance, thinking nothing of it; I closed my eyes.
Suddenly I heard footsteps running towards me, I looked up to see...
-To Be Continued-