Spencer runs down the rickety old stairs.
He still didn't know why the big boss yelled his name so loud at night but whatever it was, it must be urgent.
The room leading to the entrance of the inn was dark. Even Spencer couldn't see exactly where he was going, but after being here for six days, he could instinctively guess where to step and where not to step.
Oh, and he could see because the entrance door of the inn was wide open, so the rays of the moonlight ingress into the inn to brighten up a part of the entrance.
He rushed downwards but wondered why the inn was silent.
Was everyone still asleep? Even with the boss yelling out his name?
But as Spencer wondered what was going on, he suddenly felt a killing intent aimed towards him.
And by instinct, he sought to protect himself by raising his hand to block whatever was coming towards him, not knowing it was the swift movement of a silver sword striking down.
"Argh!!"