This guy was no ordinary mage, and definitely not someone to take lightly, I don't know if I can trust him. Matter of fact I really don't. He very well could be a spy or someone who works for the family and merely wanted to get in good with a threat, granted it was an elaborate plan especially to take out a single man, but then again I wasn't just a man.
By chance? Mmm... Fate, what do you have planned? This is not a matter of coincidence, but why this guy? Or is that some story he is telling to maintain face and keep up his charade. That would be smart considering if he wanted to take me out before I became a problem. Or this man was from a rival family and merely the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Though I wonder how long that would work out.
Tch, whatever, at the end of the day if he got in my way I would remove him all the same. These people would be put down like the worms they were no matter who they were.
He remembered his path back to the warehouse, luckily the travel would be short and they wouldn't have to spend too much time in travel with one another.
"I truthfully do not care to kill, done it once before and I hate it. But, should the chance present itself to rid the world of this evil, then so be it."
Lucian continued to move forward towards the warehouse, he could tell that by the incoming scents more people were coming. Something was happening tonight, that or they were merely on high alert already. Either other it didn't matter because either way, they would stand no chance against his wrath.
He couldn't help but chuckle at the notion of answering questions about his werewolf physiology. What more is there to understand especially for someone who didn't have to be one. Besides this existence was not one to be glorified or loved. The war of beast on the inside is not a joy.
"I grow fur, fangs, and claws. Anything else?"
Landing beside his comrade for the evening, he could tell the perceptive man even without any seemingly obvious special senses was able to decipher and decode the environment of the warehouse. As he had gathered from earlier, a direct frontal assault would be unwise, those goons on the wagon had been only a mere team that made up the much larger fighting force on the inside. While he didn't doubt his own ability, he didn't know the full scope of his partner's skills and that could possibly leave them at a disadvantage, though considering...
This man wouldn't have brought up the option if he wasn't sure of himself as well.
"The top would be fine. I smell a good number of people in there and by the overlapping scents, it would be hard to put a real number on it."
As the two of them reached the top, they looked over as a new group was brought into the warehouse, a familiar scent washing through his nose. One that almost brought him to tears...
A tetani sparrow? Here in Fiore?! How in the hell did they get their hands on one of them?! A rare bird from his mother's lands. They were known as spiritual guides. With beautiful black and white feathers that alternated down its wings, the black-feathered body and large white crown of white feathers adorning its head, the bird was a symbol of peace in the afterlife. An assistant to death. He only remembered seeing one when his grandmother had passed and her burial ritual.
"I'm guessing they are planning to sell off the bird in that cage. I say we wait when they place it down and we get it to safety. Once it's free, we can attack without mercy."
Greedy bastards, how many did they kill to get that bird. Who's resting place did they disturb and why would they risk bringing it here. Ah! Control yourself Lucian, do not ruin this plan...