The cold wind brushed against his armour
He sighed pacing from wall to wall, his eyes glancing at the corners of the brick walls
'We the fuck are they' he leaned against the shaded wall tapping his foot, constantly glancing at the corners then
He heard the faint steps running his way, he vanished as the steps got louder
"Huff..huff..huff" the goblin eyes dotted between the walls as it kept taking deep breaths
"Do you have what I asked for?" It stumbled back as Vice appeared in front of it
It looked down and reached out a hand full of papers, Vice snatched the paper and walked back to the wall
The thrash odor filled the air 'I don't need to wait here anymore'
Vice looked at the map as he stopped and turned to the goblin 'he couldn't find the military weapons and this place doesn't have explosion scrolls'
He walked past the goblin "follow me" he kept staring at the papers 'I should heard to every big store on the map'
