CHAPTER 5
The mountain lying in the outskirts of Cenaria was suffering another blizzard. In the guard tower on the higher path, Major Brigden was monitoring the entrance with the hundred men garrisoned ahead of him on the lower path. Word had reached him that the new wetboy had assassinated one of Cenaria's politicians. Of course, the Major never believed that the Shinga had hired the wetboy for just petty assassinations. After all, he did not become the Sa'kage's number two man for being merciful. He became number two because he watched his back at every corner. And when it was threatened, then no matter what the cost, he would protect it. As he turned his attention back to the blizzard, he saw a man trudging his way through. At first, he thought that he was a wanderer, but as the man came closer, the Major immediately became suspicious. The man was trudging through the blizzard as if he was taking a causal stroll.
When he reached the black gate, the Major's men readied their arrows. The man merely stopped and looked up to the tower where Brigden was. The hood that the man was wearing came down. Even though he had seen him before, the Major was still surprised. He ordered his men to stand down and told two to open the gate. The gate itself was not very high, but it was so strong that even the heaviest battering rams could not penetrate it. The gate could only be opened via pulling up weights that were attached to either side. Of course, the weights themselves were not light by the slightest. The two men walking towards them were exceptionally strong, as was the rest of the garrison. The two men carefully lifted the weights and pulled. The gate slowly opened for the newcomer. All the while, the Major was smiling. It always fascinated him to see a gate so strong being opened so easily. However, he straightened his face as the man spoke.
"You are Major Brigden, the overall commander of this fortress' troops, correct?" The Major stood himself perfectly safe, and his left hand grasped the hilt of his sword.
"Yes indeed I am Mr… Blint wasn't it?" he replied hoping to surprise the assassin. Instead, the wetboy surprised him again.
"Enough introductions made. I have to speak with your superior, now!" Durzo snarled out the last word which made every man tense. The Major stared at him intently. He would really love to beat this man to a pulp and teach him manners in the most excruciating way, but unlike other fools, he knew his limit.
"You may pass assassin!" he shouted. The garrison repositioned themselves into two columns, one on each side of the rocky path. Without even a thank you gesture, Durzo ran ahead. Everyone was shocked, (some even gasped), when saw him halfway up within seconds! The speed was almost supernatural! After coming back to his senses, the Major took that stunt as confirmation that he was right not to meddle with him.
Durzo slowed instantly to a walk and carried up the path, out of the Major's sight. He smiled to himself inwardly. He was pleased to hear and feel their surprise and fear of him. Unfortunately, that trick took a little too much Talent from him. He found himself breathing slightly faster. As Durzo carried on, he twirled daggers in his hands, and almost dropped them. He put them carefully back on his belt. It seemed that he would have to very cautious until his body recovered from the sudden energy loss. In any other situation, he would have walked away now. However, he did have news for the Shinga and if it was not so bloody important, he still would have walked away...