Chapter 183 (1/2)
Chapter 183
[PART 3]
North-western Satyna, the slums
The area followed along the sewer line from the city and acted as a den for the outlaws that couldn’t enter the city and those ere discriainst
The sewers had slate enclosing the out It was a terrible environment; in soh to make one sick
A man walked down the dirty road His black hair was frizzy and unke the time His eyes were a little restless and he hunched his stocky body over as he quickened his pace
The man’s name was Borris
In the city of Satyna—he had been an arrow craftsman
He quickly navigated the complex slum streets On either side there were only rundown shacks,the roads like a maze He continued even farther west and came to a small, desolate alley
He leaned against one of the shacks, still hunched over, and sighed lightly while he gave his legs a break There were only a few people around
An old woman with a suspicious air around her sat in a small chair Lined up on her beaten up desk were some animal bones and a crystal shard She seemed to be a fortune teller, but the small copper coin in the plate next to her ar as well
Even though Borris stood next to her, she hung her head and didn’t move a muscle
On the other side of the street sat a group of dirty erous look in their eyes Their faces were black with tattoos They held their rusty swords preciously Grassland people turned vagrant after losing their hoo, or perhaps—
They glared sharply at Borris, who quickly turned his gaze away
The city sounded far away, here The stagnant ath the alley contained a trace of nervousness A disturbing silence prevailed
Tap tap, tap tap tap, tap, Borris tapped his feet, as if trying to get rid of the silence Tap tap, tap tap tap, tap He looked like a kid that was killing time
“You… Over there” The old woman moved for the first tiave him a yellow stained smile “Have you seen a crow? A crow…”
Borris answered her question slightly tense, “Yes, I have”
“Is that so So have I A black crow… Gegege,” she laughed eerily
Her eyes hite and clouded over He wondered what she saith those eyes
“Sit down… I’ll read your fortune…”
Borris did as she instructed and sat down across from her The chair quietly creaked
“Give me your hand”
Without a word he put out his right hand
Her arms were like withered branches She smoothed down his hand, “It’s… white,” she said, “White… feathers Beware of his death with him…”
Borris sed audibly at her ominous words “If I avoid the white feathers will I be okay?”
“Yes…”
She nodded slowly and pulled her hands away
A small metal case sat in the palm of his hand
“Now… Go There is not much time left…”
Borris stuffed the case in his shi+rt Without a word, he stood up and quickly left
He felt the stares of the men with the swords all the while—
He simply took the same route back
The walls of Satyna cahtly dirty road in the evening light The gate that connected the sluates, had a line of people waiting to get in
Bo
rris quietly got in the back of the line It looked like they were inspecting people in groups of five The guards all had short spears and strict expressions Unable to keep calm, Borris tapped his feet, tap tap, tap tap tap He was like an iuards looked at him dubiously The line proceeded slowly but steadily
“Next! The next five, step forward!”
Borris’ turn had coroup entered the gate
“Alright, everyone take off your shoes! Put your hands behind your head!”
Unlike the others, this one had a metal breastplate Upon his hel officer Borris’ body stiffened for ato uard, so he quickly looked down
“Hm…?”
Borris’ mouth was completely dry He prayed desperately to not stand out, even though he was sinking into muddy waters
“You! What are you hiding?!” The guard said in a threatening voice
The blood drained fro it at him It was at the person behind him
The wos, was punched to the ground by the guard
“Sir! This woman had this in her shoes…”
One of the guards held out a s officer With a harsh expression he took it and opened it up White powder poured out sertip and licked it before spitting it out
“Drugs…”
“I-I don’t knohat that is! It’s not mi—“ she shouted in a shaky voice
“Shut it! Don’t struggle!”
The guards further beat her with batons
“Stop!! Don’t hit her any officer He forced his way in between the wo the assault iate’s inner door while the wo to him, “Take her away”
Two burly guards grabbed her from either side and forced her to stand