I was surprised at the lack of the army's influence on the city. There were no soldiers, except for a very dedicated militia, who I quickly slaughtered. The only real combat we received was from the inner city gang lords. The battle, like many others, was incredibly incoherent, with confused fighting between an Italian mob group and a scummy, lower-class gang. Eventually, however, almost everyone was wiped out, and those who weren't could not physically or mentally support themselves for much longer. I couldn't concentrate on this for long, however, because the castle would land on the area soon enough, and news of our arrival would eventually reach Rougeport's powerful allies.
The men used in this operation were very agile and right for the job. Within 5 minutes of the castle's contact, they had already set up enough boats to support 25 people. The rest of the army would have to hide underground and hope for the best, because there just wasn't enough time to get them all aboard. The western wind was still blowing and got us to the destination just as the castle let out a dull thudding across the sunrise as it hit the blood-soaked city.
The Destiny Spear was well known around the wiser circles we interrogated. Luckily, it remained in a high-class security museum and was too shrouded in mystery for anyone to show interest in it as an actual object. I, however, had no misconceptions about it's true nature. 5 of our stronger men and I went inside and poked around. The entrance of two bookshelves opened up to a circular room, with the sword directly in the middle of the area. The entire museum had a dark red tint to it from the young sunrise, and reveled a shadow of someone standing by himself downstairs, looking above at us with eyes filled with a focused malice.
Two of us in the front went down first, thanks to the old man's POW Block. The other three took him on head-first and I dove down to the glass encasement. This man had no intention of going down that easily, because he grabbed one of my Hammer Brother's hammers and kicked the rest into the trio's face. He jumped over to me off the stairs and hammered my stunned face in, hard.
Something is seriously wrong here, I realize. Despite his anger, this man is very old and shouldn't be able to hit that hard. Couldn't worry about that now, though. I wasn't letting him hit me while he was down. I rolled out of his line of fire, reached out my dagger, and stabbed him in the chest. Now I had to find a place for his body. Before I could, I noticed a necklace on him with a bright yellow medallion.
The Lucky Star.