The night was bitterly cold and the thunder got louder by the minute as Lucian and I crept through the night. At this point in time I had made quite a reputation in the underworld. I had surpassed my mentors and had become a ruthless and lethal mercenary. By now I had been in many battles and missions, taking many angelic lives in the process. I had finally made a name for myself.
I looked at Lucian and I signaled for him to continue first. We came to an empty run down train station where our target had been spotted. In truth I didn't need Lucian with me I could hold my own, the hesitant halfling I had been ten years ago had died long ago.
Lucian and I stepped into sight as the trains loudly made their way past us. We climbed down onto the tracks following them into a dark tunnel
