Infiltration

He approached the walls of the castle, moving so carefully that his footsteps could be regarded as estinto, a term used to describe a sound that is barely audible even though you're right next to it.

He gazed up the walls of the castle, plotting his next course of action. A warm secluded smile emerged on his face, it reminded him of the fun times back in his old world when him and his once beloved wife carried out several covet missions together.

It stirred memories that almost gave him teary eyes, but just as usual he had just one job to do.

"Sneaking in through the front door is going to be risky, for one given the level of development the upper wing of the Central Republic Of Dorika has, who knows if they are security measures to prevent intruders." He thought, speculating the possibilities that could possibly arise.