The desolate city was not lit by the sun as the two unlikely companions advanced through the city's dirt streets. In fact, thin but expansive clouds covered the star's warm morning light, actually going to create a less saturated and more gray environment.
Gallek's gaze and posture was in a mixture of tension and alertness as he followed his xeno companion through the narrow streets of the city: he held his own right hand close to his gun, ready for a hypothetical instinctual shot, and his stride however sustained was quite calculated in trying to leave as few traces as possible.
Such attempts, however, were rendered futile by Garkrull just ahead of him, The ork did not hold the slightest attention in his movements, indeed behaving in the usual stupidly braggy and loud manner as only an ork can. The green skin's pace was more brisk and sustained, but he often paused a few moments to let the alert human regain ground.
-'Umie yer should be faster, at dis rate we won't even find a scaraffage ta eat- stated the green skin after a few minutes of walking toward the human, with an almost scolding manner. Gallek scowled a few moments at the xenon's words, he did not like that the ork practically did not even try to be stealthy but apparently had said nothing about it, but the moment he was scolded by the green skin almost instinctively the human stated with an undertone of annoyance -If you keep making all that mess you won't find anything anyway!-.
Gallek surprised by the tone he had used, took a few instinctive steps backward almost out of fear that the xeno would attack him, a primal fear instilled in him by the imperium, which he was still struggling to suppress. The armsman after a few moments resumed his stride as before, clearing his voice slightly -I meant...that we need to be more...more stealthy- he began to speak, trying to be more tame with his words -And anyway we are here to find parts for the ship...first work and then food- he concluded with a little humorous subtext, trying to dampen mostly his own tension as much as the Ork's nonexistent one.
Garkrull in fact had not varied his pace at his new friend's acid tone, merely responding once he finished the human's saying -Bah, yer 'umiez are kind uv stupid, if yer don't kill someth'n it's not even funny-.
The human soldier looked at him a few moments with a doubtful face and even strangeness, from one of the closest statements to ork nature said by his new comrade since he had met him, -Maybe he is not totally defective- Gallek finally thought, with a half smile on his face.
Clearing his voice again the human continued, starting to approach side by side with the ork, trying to remain calm despite the voluntary physical proximity to a xeno -So as a first thing... I would say to check at the barracks... there usually were most of the ships and armaments- with a serious and analytical tone -If this city is similar to the other agricultural planets, it is probably located near Administratum's town hall in this city- finally concludes the human going to look at the ork as if in sign of understanding to what he said.
The xeno scratching his chin stated reciprocating the human's gaze -Well little warrior ya are da 'umie, i go where ya go- direct visual connection however interrupted after a short while by Gallek, still intimidated by looking the xeno in the face.
The armsman nodded at the xeno's words, starting to lead the way for the green skin among the various streets of the ruined former city.
The city looked like a classic planetary capital of an agricultural planet of the Imperium, not as majestic as its counterparts on hive planets or barracks planets, but no less incredible for what they had managed to build.
In fact, the town rested on a fairly wide valley, favoring expansion greater in size than in length, presenting more squat and wide Gothic-style buildings. The incoming road was unpaved, dyed the color of the planet's earth, but the closer the two companions got to the city center, the more finished and built with stones and tiles the road became.
The capital city obviously poured into a state of great disrepair, what once looked like housing buildings of fine workmanship and Gothic architectural care were now nothing more than badly tanned, ruined buildings on the verge of collapse and overrun with mold and bluish plants
Nothing but silence lingered in the city streets, not a single sound of animal or human except for the heavy footsteps of the Ork, who nevertheless continued undaunted to try not to be stealthy, obviously triggering the silent but present frown in the human.
-We have arrived Garkrull…- stated after further minutes of walking the human Armsman, stopping in front of a building more unique than the others. The building, divided into apparent different floors, still bore the faded symbols of the Astra Militarum on the entrance walls, the only obvious remnant of the place's glorious imperial past.
Square in shape, with small stained-glass windows just below the symbols of the Astra Militarum, the building had Gothic architecture similar to that of the rest of the city, but even more extreme and accentuated. Adjacent to the building was an even larger building a few meters away, with similar architecture but more conspicuous and unique than the barracks, with, for example, narrow and long stained glass windows on the sides that were empty but at one time probably had drawn the deeds of the Emperor, as well as obviously also presenting an imperial symbol, that of the Adeptus Administratum.
The green skin looked at the imperial building, with an intrigued expression, meanwhile still listening to Gallek, who cautiously approached the building's entrance -We are not sure who or what might inhabit this city...we must be careful understood?- finally asked the human as he looked at the ork, especially aiming his gaze at the green skin's noisy metal shoes.
Garkrull in all response affirmed as he followed him around and began to pick up the sharpened wooden spear, smiling with ill-concealed excitement -I'z always ready ta kill some little monstaz- tempered in his own joy by the coldly serious words of his human companion, who in the meantime had passed through the large now-doorless entrance to the building and had begun to enter the corridors with stealthy step -We don't know if and how many there might be... try not to be overheard- hoping that with this bluntness and honesty the ork would realize that he needed to tone it down and be quieter.
The green skin nodded perhaps beginning to sense the situation, trying to imitate the stealthy movements of the human Garkrull followed the armsman while still remaining ready with his own weapon.
On the inside, the building was even more ruined than on the outside: mold adorned the corners of the hallways, pools of condensation were scattered in various places on the floor, and several pieces of furniture once useful to the soldiers of the imperium were now destroyed or fallen making them nothing more than an obstacle.
On the ground floor the duo of improvised explorers found only several former rooms, probably dormitories of the soldiers who once inhabited this place, but nothing particularly useful for their objective.
The duo therefore began to climb the stairs to the second floor, until Gallek stopped abruptly, barring the way even to the xenon just behind him, who of all reply looked at him strangely.
The human slowly lowered himself to the ground, looking at a piece of furniture that had fallen on the stairs: it was as ruined as all the others, mold was plentiful and it looked very eroded by time.
-'umie why did ya stop?- asked the ork behind him sincerely confused, still holding his weapon ready in case he attacked any intruders or strangers. Gallek in response began to carefully analyze the furniture, bringing his gaze from first on it and then on the floor of the steps.
After a few moments of reasoning, the human whitened in terror and stood up abruptly, also alerting the ork behind him who was looking at him even more confused -That furniture... someone has been here- and continued by going to point with his finger to tracks on the steps of what looked like military boots -That piece of furniture was pushed by someone, someone humanoid...while perhaps running away from something- he finally stated toward the ork, hoping that he would understand the situation and especially understand his own agitation.
The green skin grunted slightly and affirmed fearlessly as he walked briskly over to the cabinet to move it -Well if it's jus annuver 'umie it won't be a problem, yer'll have a new little friend haha-.
Gallek still caught up in the tension continued as he looked around, trying to act as his "guard" as the ork moved the furniture -He might...he might not be a human, if he was another xeno...or worse…- he began to speak, becoming progressively more unsure of his movements, as if his more cowardly side was taking over.
The ork after he easily moved the piece of furniture, turned to look at his now panicked comrade. The green raised his voice to be better heard by the human, and almost also as a way to break his halo of fear created by the situation -little warrior kalm down! whoeva 'e iz, 'e iz prey, an' we will hunt 'em down- .
Gallek watched him for a few moments almost petrified by the Xeno's aggressive tone, trying to stammer in response, interrupted, however, by a sound of footsteps coming from upstairs.
Both comrades turned toward the stairs, stopping their gaze toward the upper floors. The armsman took a few deep breaths, trying to show more grit and cold blood in his face, then stating in a serious voice but still letting the tension of the situation show -We have company...get ready...get ready to fight- trying to look the ork in the eyes, while with his hand he began to pick up his own gun and hold it down moving his own steps toward the stairs.
A few moments passed as the couple climbed the stairs, additional furniture thrown on the ground as a kind of obstacle partially obstructed the passage, "barriers" also thrown in the hallway then immediately following.
The hallway was in the similar dilapidated condition of the lower floor: mold stains adorned what had once been lockers to presumably hold weapons, ammunition, or other types of equipment. Iron bars that once served as hooks for Imperium banners still hung on the walls, rusting, some creaking and hanging down to the floor, and others still stuck but in poor condition.
Symbol and depictions dedicated to the imperium and the imperate were still carved like a bas-relief in the walls, however worn and ruined by time, and the banners formerly proudly displaying the symbols of the Astra Militarum now reduced to a pile of wispy fabrics ruined by the passage of centuries.
The duo walked for a few minutes in the hallway, moments that seemed eternal to the armsman given the tension and genuine fear on his face. The pair stopped in front of a wrecked and ruined window, looking out near another building, the very Adeptus Administratum town hall seen by the xenos and the human about 1 hour earlier.
Gallek with motions still in certain, began to look around trying to pick up that sound of footsteps again, also going to observe any tracks, a desire immediately granted by the boot marks left by a probable humanoid just below the destroyed window.
He lowered his body by sitting on his own knees, investigating the footprint even more closely -I think...I think it's a soldier...or it could be a mercenary...or…- stammered the human toward Garkrull, progressively showing his own fear and tension at the unknown they were facing.
Then a sound of footsteps came from a room connected directly to the hallway, on the side of the window where the two were standing.
They both turned their heads as they observed that room, but only Garkrull began to run in that direction, almost as if taken by a primal hunting instinct, leaving the petrified human behind near the window.
-Wait... Wait!- he only managed to shout toward the ork, the human as he began to run in turn into the suspicious room.
A single shot approached the head of the Armsman even before he could move toward the room, shot coming from the hallway they had passed a few minutes ago-the duo.
His legs could not move as his face was painted with pure fear, and once again his heart began to pound in his own chest as it had the first time he had met Garkrull in the hut bed.
-Don't move...or I'll drill you with blows Gue'la- a deep, partially scratched voice came from down the hall, as footsteps lighter than those heard earlier by the human grew closer and closer to where the voice came from. Dust partially covered the Armsman's view, as he could not immediately make out the approaching figure except for his silhouette visible from the half-light.
His legs trembled, his heart crackled, and his natural instinct as a human told him that he had to flee and get to safety, but he could not. Blocked by fear, he could not stammer not a single word toward the figure who by now had emerged from the mist of dust and was showing himself in all his ... vileness?
What stood in front of the man was a T'au, blue-skinned slightly shorter than him. He wore a combat suit with military boots on his feet, on his back seemed to rest a sniper rifle made of technology that at least he in the imperium had never seen. He looked slightly toned in musculature, but still drier than he or the mighty Garkrull.
This would certainly have lessened the tension of the human, if the xeno was not pointing a loaded gun at him. Gallek tried to open his mouth to try to speak, but the xeno told him without shouting but with a firm tone in a surprisingly proper Gothic bass, used by the blue skin even before -Don't you dare shout Gue'la or those will be your last words!-
The t'au continued walking in the direction of the petrified human, who in the meantime raised his hands in the air as if trying to calm the xeno and began taking a few deep breaths probably trying to resume regular breathing and calm his own muscles.
-Who are you T'au?- asked the human, trying to keep a serious and resolute shade though his own tone of voice betrayed him still showing his own tension and fear. The xeno approached a few feet from the human, and continuing to point at him answered without any fear -I ask you the questions first…- observing the increasingly tense human.
-First of all ... what is someone from the Imperium doing in these parts?- began to ask the blue being to the soldier with his hands raised -I ... I ... crashed here- replied stuttering slightly the human with what little resolve he had acquired just before now dissolved by the situation of objective present danger.
-Second question ... what are you doing here ... with a green skin?- continued with the questions, in a voice more curious and surprised than intimidating this time the xeno -I ... Don't ...- tried to slur something the human, before a loud fist suddenly struck the xeno in front of him.
It did not take him long for the human to notice the hurriedly arrived figure of Garkrull, with an enraged expression on his face -DON'T TOUCH MA 'UMIE- shouted in a deep voice almost resembling an animalistic growl more than it has the words of an intelligent creature.
The t'au fell to the ground disoriented a few seconds, with the ork ready to rage at him until Gallek shouted with gun in hand, recovered a few moments from the fear that had petrified him a few seconds earlier, obviously aiming at the blue skin -Wait Garkrull, I want to ask him questions!- the human was almost certain that his "order" would be ignored by the xeno in full combat frenzy, but instead almost immediately the ork backed away from the other xeno after nodding assent to the human, then stood still to observe him.
The Armsman's gaze remained fixed a few moments on the green skin, with an obvious confused and doubtful expression, short-lived given the presence still of the T'au on the ground.
The human's gun was firmly aimed at the blue-skinned xeno, while with a more confident tone the human began to speak sounding even much more inquisitive than before -I'm sorry but...I'll ask the questions- he sounded almost with a mischievous, satisfied note.
The T'au tried to move out of the way, but seeing the gun pointed at him by the human, he stopped and observed him -First of all, put down your weapons…- continued the human, motioning to the gun still in the xenon's hand and his alleged sniper.
The blue-skinned though he wore a somewhat annoyed and almost frustrated expression on his face, he did what the human ordered him to do by throwing both the gun and the precision sniper to the ground.
-So...first question...who are you? What is a T'au doing around here?- the human obviously asked, shifting his head slightly in observing the blue-skinned man, squaring him from top to bottom -You don't even look like one of those fighting T'au- additionally asserted the human, surprised at the apparent thinness of the xeno even comparing him with the other T'au his old comrades in the Astra militarum had described to him over the various nights in the trenches.
-You'd like to know it…- tried to say irreverently the blue-skin, restrained, however, by the human's gun that was increasingly ready to shoot him at any moment -And all right- began to speak with an annoyed note the blue-skin -My name is... just call me Tyr- he replied, interrupting himself almost halfway through and then resuming the thread of his speech -And I crashed here as well…- he concluded as he looked at the human.
-"Tyr" is not really a T'au name- began to speak the human almost distrustfully toward this xeno -Is my name important, gue'la?- asked the alien almost mockingly toward the inhabitant of the Imperium, who simply lowered his head as he observed him -Why did you point a gun at me? What do you want from us?- asked the human in parallel with genuine doubt.
-For the same reason you are doing this...safety- asserted the blue-skin without any particular frills, then going on to shift his gaze to the green-skin and observing him for a few moments, then returning to the human -A human and an ork... "Friends" are rare do you know that?- obviously rhetorically asked the T'au towards the human. Gallek answered nothing and did not shift his gaze, instead remaining still on the xenon.
-Listen gue'la I will be frank with you...the situation on this planet is worse than you think- continued progressively darker the xeno, looking the human in the eyes as if he were peering deep into his soul -I have…- and corrected himself with a half smile -We have...far more serious problems-.
-What are you talking about?- the human asked in response, beginning to partially regain that aura of fear that preceded Garkrull's arrival to his rescue -Dark eldar...that's what we're talking about- he concluded with a neutral face, a conclusion often more disturbing than many horror stories.
Gallek blanched in terror -Dark eldar?! but why those… what the hell is going on here…- the human wondered fearfully and tensely as he turned his own head downward and his grip on the gun wavered. The armsman expected the xeno to take advantage of the opportunity, but instead he just stood there, staring at him without changing his posture.
-There's no point in fighting us...so let's lower that weapon and talk about it more "relaxed"- asserted the T'au with almost a subtext of superiority. -Nonsense! me an' little 'umie love ta fight!- asserted Garkrull from behind, as if excited by the idea of being able to fight as many enemies as possible, but Gallek began to gradually lower the gun and put it back in place to the enormous chagrin of the ork behind him.
-But...'umie!- tried to mumble Garkrull towards Gallek, who however immediately interrupted him with a firm voice of almost authoritative command and order, which he had never had before at least with the xenon -Garkrull don't you dare to attack him!-. Here any ork would have simply smashed the human's head, but Garkrull stiffened and with a nod of his head said seriously and almost submissively going to sit near one of the walls without asserting anything else -Ya 'umie as ya wish-.
The armsman looked at him strangely and surprised, and seemed to want to say something about it, but there was more important things to talk about now. Tyr resumed his own weapons from the ground and began to speak, going to sit down on one side of the wall as well, obviously a few feet away from the Ork so as not to have it on him -So...I guess the green skin is Garkrull...what's your name gue'la?- he asked in a neutral but in this case surprisingly diplomatic tone.
-Gallek...call me that- dryly replied the human also going to sit down, and regain some energy from the morning's walk -You are part of the Imperium right? I guess I don't have to explain to you why Dark eldar are dangerous right?- Tyr asked almost in a tone of obviousness, immediately answered by the man with a nod and followed by more words -They are eldar devoted to chaos...the worst scum for the Imperium besides the Tyranids and…- he lingered a few moments on Garkrull, his face showing mixed feelings of shame and fear -Anyway I want to understand how Dark eldar ended up on a former colony of the Imperium!- he stated with grit however the human observed the T'au.
-Do I look like a pin ear to you? what the hell do I know- blurted out the blue skin and then continued, slowly starting to pull out a piece of paperwork, laying it on the ground and showing the two a more or less detailed map of the city. Circled in red was a building not far from the barracks where the trio was now standing, and also circled in green was the town hall of the Astra Administarium with a light blue dot in the center of that circle.
-They are a group of about ten Eldar...I guess they had been stationed on this planet since before my and…- he continued looking at the human -Your stunner…- the T'au then with his finger pointed to the green circle on the town hall -This I guess is their "base" or something like that…- he concluded looking at the two others present with expectant faces.
-We only came to pick up parts for our ship...of Eldar we did not find any around here- the human began doubtfully in response crossing his arms and holding up an eyebrow -For some reason they only come out at night…- the T'au replied quickly, however, without feeling uncomfortable by the human's distrust remaining to observe the map without raising his head.
-And why should we trust you?- asked the human dryly, not shifting his gaze from the blue-skinned xenon -You may not trust me...I don't care...but I have an almost intact ship...and you need to escape no?- asked the T'au obviously rhetorically with a bold smirk, obviously causing the human to grimace in annoyance.
-If yer have a ship why don't yer jus go away?- asked the ork breaking his previous silence, maintaining an abnormal tone for an ork, sparking in T'au a momentary confusion immediately broken by returning to his own diplomatic face -Simple, green skin…- and points the xeno with his finger to the blue dot, enclosed in the green circle -My ship is located right in their base…- leaving a confused expression to the greenskin and surprise to the nearby human.
-When I crashed...let's say they were somewhere else...I was off on a reconnaissance to look for some spare parts but…- and replied the human for the T'au -You got stuck outside...correct?- and concluded the blue-skinned with barely concealed annoyance on his face -Yes, I got stuck outside gue'la...I've been stuck like this for two days and in addition I've already been discovered...they won't leave until they get my head- with a little shame he said the last part of the sentence.
-What about the red circle?- asked the human with a tone of genuine curiosity, pointing at it with his nose -That one…- hesitated a few moments the T'au to continue, but seeing the unusual duo of companions quite interested he continued with a more strained expression -That one is a former warehouse of the imperium... from what little I had found at the town hall before the reconnaissance, it should be...some kind of storage facility for unused spaceship parts and weapons- and concluded by crossing his arms and showing a sincere tone -Besides that I don't know anything else, I didn't go there because the eldars had already found me...I was risking too much- and starting to close the map with his hands.
-So you want us to...help you?- asked the human, raising an eyebrow slightly -In layman's terms? Yes, but it will be mutual help- replied the T'au, putting the map back in the small military bag he had on his hip and giving the human his attention again -We probably won't be able to defeat a group of Dark eldar of that number... but all I need to do is get to my ship, replace those few damaged pieces and I will be able to…- and he ran off observing the human -We can escape from here...in short you help me and I help you-.
Gallek looked at Garkrull as if to seek some sort of understanding, little perceived given the green-skin's apparent stupidity, but he responded anyway by bending his own face to the side to observe the blue-skin -We'll... We're in, but on one condition- and began to draw his gun again the human -At the first sign of betrayal…- and the T'au immediately responded to him with an irreverent smirk -Of course I know...I know, we'll watch our backs...in every sense of the word- he concluded as he began to get up from the ground and prepare to walk.
-Wait I have one more question T'au…- stated the human towards the blue skin, trying to maintain the mask of courage and toughness he had until that moment -While we were exploring we...heard footstep noises, was that you?- finally asked the human, bowing his head slightly towards the xenon, who was showing however of genuine surprise in his face...
-Doubt you heard me...I'm usually pretty stealthy- neutrally stated in response the blue skin -'N da otha room 'der was no wun, 'umie- the green skin said anyway as he too rose from the floor.
-Is it the eldar ... or is someone else following us?- wondered the human mostly to himself in a worried tone, but in a voice audible to the other two present as well -There is no point in worrying... we are in the majority and it certainly can't be one of the eldar- the T'au spoke as he began walking down the corridor, preceding the duo -Assuming you haven't mistaken animal noises for human footsteps...whoever this guy is he is no one of probably concern- with the first part of the speech obviously taunting the human.
Gallek grimaced in annoyance, but he too began walking down the corridor followed closely behind by Garkrull. The trio passed through the corridor, down the stairs, and began to head out of the barracks, trying to remain stealthy, no matter how often Garkrull did not help with his bulk and noise.
-So where do we go first?- asked Gallek toward Tyr with wide eyes -I would say to the warehouse, we need to get spare parts and also…- the T'au looked up at the sky, noticing by now the hour approaching afternoon -We need to find something to eat- he concluded as he went back to looking ahead.
-Ghaha don't worry, blue 'umie, i got it!- proudly asserted Garkrull, immediately with his own wooden spear in hand, sparking in the blue-skinned alien confusion mixed with doubt that he immediately turned to look at Gallek as if to seek confirmation to what the green-skinned man had said.
-Don't...don't worry Garkrull...after the warehouse let's go get some prey, shall we?- asked the human toward the green xenon, probably beginning to sense how I should treat him to keep him quiet.
The ork gave only a satisfied smile, resulting in a rather grotesque grimace, then returning to walking behind the others saying nothing else about it. The human puffed slightly from his mouth while also continuing the walk, with a brief look of confused Tyr, immediately returning to walking.
The trio walked for about 1 hour through the streets of the ruined city, not a word was said between them, Garkrull had a grotesquely contented and innocent expression almost. Tyr remained impassive showing a certain coolness despite the totally abnormal situation. Finally Gallek had a tense expression, his eyes occasionally moving toward any noise, even a gust of wind stirred him, despite everything however he continued to follow the Xeno duo, saying nothing.
-We have arrived…- stated Tyr, once they arrived in front of a large building. The building looked like some sort of shed, or at least what it once looked like given its state of disrepair like the rest of the city.
Tyr took his own gun from his hip with his right hand, while with his left hand he pointed one of the broken windows of the hut at the human and the xeno -I will enter from there, you two will enter through the main entrance instead…- stated Tyr mainly toward the human, partially ignoring the ork.
-Wait a moment, the main entrance is much riskier! If someone were following us…- replied the human almost offhandedly towards Tyr, with a tone of ill-concealed agitation -I am not a close combatant…- began to speak Tyr remaining with his usual diplomatic tone -You and the green skin seem more...close-knit let's say... besides, the mountain of muscles would have no problem up close…- almost trying to say something between the lines with the first part of the sentence, only to conclude however finally with a mischievous expression -You seem to know how to control him, so make yourself useful that way- leaving in Gallek in surprised expression, and in Garkrull instead a confused one.
The xeno turned his own head toward the window and said, meanwhile heading in that direction at a slow pace -I'd say to meet back here in front in about an hour, if anything happens make the green skin scream...I'll definitely hear it- he then concluded by waving goodbye to the duo, stepping into the large warehouse window and disappearing from their sight.
Gallek caught his breath for a few moments, trying to get as austere and serious an expression in his face as possible, going to say toward Garkrull, meanwhile extraneous the gun -I will stay in front, if we find someone inside...do not kill him. Do we understand each other?- tension showed in the human's face, still unsure of the chosen words and especially of the xeno's reaction, but just as at the abandoned barracks there was no violent opposition but only a submerged grunt of assent that did not help to calm the already estranged human.
The armsman watched him for a few moments before turning and beginning to walk toward the main entrance indicated by the tau, followed at the same pace by the green-skinned xeno.
The main entrance looked like a metal gate now ruined and rusted by time, slightly ajar inward. In the entrance vestibule, bluish-colored dust lay on the ground, while mold stains of the same color adorned the corners of the rooms.
Step by step the duo of companions continued their walk delving into the building. Gallek was in front while Garkrull had his back from behind, both evidently focused on the possible noises around them.
Sweat poured down the human's forehead as he tensely moved his head to each side alert for any suspicious noises or movements, these tense moments ended when the duo, heard loud footsteps in a room at the end of a hallway that led into the basement floors of the building.
Gallek almost choked on his own saliva at the sound, but immediately turned to the green-skinned xeno watching him with a tension-filled expression, seeking his understanding to prepare to fight, answered only by a nod and an elated smile from Garkrull ready already with spear in hand.
The room at the end of the hallway had as its entrance only a half-open door of time-worn metal, into which no light passed given the distance from the outside of the building and the apparent absence of windows.
Step by step the two approached the entrance to the room, once they arrived trying to look around to catch a glimpse of whoever made those noises. Gallek remained a few moments observing around, not helped, however, by the darkness of the room, which simply helped to increase his tension.
Those almost eternal moments of tension, however, were abruptly interrupted when a red light from what appeared to be a red-colored eye failed to illuminate the face of the human who was now totally enveloped in his own terror.
Only a croaky, almost robotic voice, labored but terribly regular began to speak toward the human and the ork just behind, in a tone that was flat and aseptic but showed almost a note of malice immediately drawing their attention -Finally... some interesting visitors-
And also this chapter is gone, sorry for the wait but this year is really hard both for personal things and also for creativity XD I tried to make the chapter longer to make up for the big absence, I hope you enjoy it anyway ^^
Until the next chapter, good bye!