Roomy POV

Sitting in the dense smoke, listening to the screams of men as they died by Kweet”s swords. I slowly stood up to look for a lone wolf that will serve as information.

“Cough, cough” I turn my head to the direction I heard the coughing. I activate Ren and focus my aura in my eyes.

I slowly make out the body that's cowering on the floor, behind the bar.

I put my hand on my chin and contemplate my next course of action. Hmm,  let’s go with the cold hearted, ruthless act.

With my plan made, I hop over the wooden bar and slowly walk to the person cowering on the floor.

When I get close enough, I see that it’s the bartender who gave us our poisoned drinks.

I walk a little closer, and the lady finally sees me. I know because she tries to pull out a scroll from her pouch, but I quickly stop her by grabbing her hands.

“Tell me, what does this scroll do.”  I point at the scroll that is close to my feet.

“Why would I tell you, human.” said the lady, who then proceeded to spit a loogie at me. I dodge left, but the loogie still splattered on my cheek.

I wipe it off with my sleeve and look the lady in the eyes with a glare that could destroy the world.

I grab her hand and grip it with my hand that is strengthened with my aura. “That wasn’t okay.” I grip it a little harder. She squeals, and I say “This, this is nothing, but if you tell me what this scroll does then I won’t let you feel more pain.”

“Okay, okay, but please don’t hurt me anymore.” said the shivering lady who looked like she was about cry.

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“Okay, now tell me what it does!” I grip her hand a little harder

“It… It’s a scroll that has weapons inside of it”

“What, your not making sense. How will a sword fit in that tiny scroll,” said I, confused?

“I use a technique called Fūinjutsu. Fūinjutsu is the process of sealing things in something like a scroll.” I let that information soak in my head.

I finally leave my thoughts and see that the lady keeps glancing over my shoulder.

What are you looking at, I turn my head and see a fireball flying my way.

Shit, I pick up the lady and activate my Ren. I jump away and do all of this in 3 seconds, which was enough to dodge the fireball.

With the lady on my shoulder, I run into Troy who was fighting somebody. I would help him, but I don’t have any weapons that will help me, or him. So all I do is wave at him. Signaling for him to hurry up.

He finishes off the man in front of him and follows me.

He catches up “Where is Kweet and Tyreek.”

“I don’t know, but we need to go,” said I, while looking around trying to spot our comrades through the smoke.

I put my arm out to tell Troy to slow down. We both stop “Troy I’m going to look for Tyreek and Kweet. Watch my back.”

I ignore his complaining and focus Ren into my eyes. With my eyesight sharpened, I’m finally able to look through the smoke. I see someone with three swords by the bar fighting three people.

"Kweet is surrounded, we need to help him."

"No, we don't? Because Kweet can't get hurt by physical attacks."

"What, he can't?"

"Yea, so we need to find Tyreek."

I keep looking into the smoke and finally see Tyreek's little body. It seems like he is fighting someone who keeps spitting out fireballs.

"Found him. He's over there." I point at Tyreek on the other side of the room.

Troy takes off in the direction I pointed, and I get ready to leave, but I remember that there is someone on my shoulder.  

Huh, I have to put my informer down.

Mm, Let's still be ruthless, I put her down and look in her eyes. I stare at her for a couple of seconds, and then hit her right in the jaw, knocking her out.

Leaving the lady knocked out, I leave for Tyreek