Chapter 102 - The Pit (Part 1)

It was late afternoon, or probably early evening. Half of the fiery orange globe has already dove below the horizon. The last orange rays created a romantic tinge to the otherwise grey and dark brown muddy landscape. 

A group of four, 2 boys with similar physique, a feminine dark clothed masked figure, and an elderly lady wrapped in tattered ragged red clothes were making their way towards a run-down shack close to the city walls. While the shack itself wouldn't garner any attention, the two sturdy, mountain-looking bald men that stood guard sure would.

They donned black scaled leather armor and black padded leggings. Both had a short sword attached to their side hanging just below their belts. Under the scaled leather chest plates, they wore similarly colored black sleeveless shirts that did nothing to hide their intimidating muscles. On their right upper arms both had a tattoo of their organization's insignia; The white snake that was devouring a human skull.