Chapter 357: Black Spiders (2/2)
He spoke just as coldly as before, as he finished suddenly their figure blurred once again, before turning into smoke and slowly dissipating. The lanky man yelped in fright once again, hurriedly turning around and looking behind them.
Just like the frontal master, the one that stood behind also vanished, only a thick, dark gray smoke could be seen as it slowly dispersing into the air.
Bob, the thin man couldn't take it anymore. Seeing that the exit was once again available, energy instantly returned to his feet, he bolted towards the sunlit, busy street behind them.
Brock frowned for a moment longer, looking at the place where that mysterious Master stood just a moment ago before turning around and following after his partner with swift, hurried steps. Although he showed a stronger facade than his 'friend' Bob, the Mice, to be honest, he was just as scared as him.
'These monsters… Just what the hell is the boss planning? Hiring a group as these is definitely not something we could afford…' He wondered, pondering about the events as his figure left the dark alleyway and rejoined his partner at the bright side.
A moment later, they turned towards the central area of the city, their figures vanishing amidst the heavy crowd.
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Somewhere below the surface, in a dark dimly lit chamber, the air suddenly began to buzz, and distort. From the spatial distortion that formed, two robed figures appeared.
Immediately, as they appeared, they went on their right knees and lowered their heads as they greeted with a reverent tone.
”Master, we returned!”
In front of them, sitting on a wooden chair, a figure donning similar attire looked at the two arrivals.
”What is it?” His guttural, hoarse voice quickly filled the small chamber.
”Master, the fat one has sent us a request.”
Although hidden, the frown that appeared on the leader's face came through his disdainful tone as he commented.
”The Leon kid? What does that fat pervert want?”
Instead of responding, the figure on the right stood up and walked closer. From the depths of his robe the light yellow piece of folded paper appeared, he presented it to the leader.
”Master, this is the request he sent.”
The Leader reached for the offered paper, unfolded it, and swiftly read it.
”Hmm… Interesting…” He muttered as he finished with it. His tone returned to its neutral state, no emotion was visible in it, making it impossible to make out what he or she could be thinking…
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”B-Brock, I really thought we gonna die there! I warned you that we shouldn't take this task, this is way above us!” Running in the midst of the crowd, the thin figure cried out after he felt that they had made a considerable distance between them and that dreadful alleyway.
His heart was still pumping chaotically, the air those monsters emitted was way above what his heart could take.
”I already told you to shut up!” His bald partner snorted angrily, masking his own nervousness. ”How can someone as weak as you work with the boss, I just can't understand!”
They continued to bicker with each other as they crossed through the crowd, closing towards the Marketplace.
Just before the entrance to the most visited place in the city appeared in front of their eyes, they took a left and entered another alleyway. Instantly as they entered, they leaned against the wall heaving heavily.
Finally, they got away!
Or so they thought…