Silva and Peter pulled up at the warehouse. They walked out of the car and headed for the warehouse. Silva tossed Peter a sword and then pulled on his gauntlets.
Whatever was inside there, it was about to be an issue. He stood before the door, lifted his foot, and kicked the door open. It flew off its hinges, slammed into the ground, and skidded forward for a few meters.
He stepped inside. It was a massive warehouse, and there were a ton of cargo inside. But also people, his senses picked up more than fifty people there. But it also picked up one very important individual, and that was Noel.
And from the look of things, Noel was quickly arranging his bags and stuff so that he could leave the place. There was a look of urgency on his face.
Their presence had been noticed at this point. A couple of guys walked up.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing here? This is private property," one yelled.
