who come to this area are in danger, but more specifically that the druids who are currently still there should die!
I'm the only druid in all of Black Wood, by the way. "
Again there was silence between them for a moment.
"Then this letter is actually the certificate for your execution and the clan also has such a certificate. I would bet my right arm that the whole matter of execution is explained more clearly in the copy that is available to the clan."
James nodded.
"And I wouldn't dare bet against it!"
After a few minutes the warrior walked to the bar, took two glasses and the strongest drop he could find.He put the glasses on the table and poured vigorously into both glasses, one of which he handed to James.
"To you, my friend!"
With these words the warrior emptied his glass in one go.
James paused again and studied the warrior intently.
He noticed his look, but instead of reacting to it, he poured the rest of the bottle into his glass.
"And this one is on the accursed advice of the Druids. I've never seen cowards like that!"
He took the bottle and threw it against the next wall, which clanked against it.
Now he took the letter, poured the contents of his glass on it and lit it with his lighter.
He tossed the burning scrap of paper into the ashtray and only then turned to James.
"So? What was that look for?"
James sipped his drink and managed a reasonably polite smile afterward.
"How long have we been friends?"
Instead of answering, the warrior got up, walked silently to the cloakroom and picked up his two swords.
He fastened one of the two to his belt and pulled the other out with a slow movement.
At that moment the door to the room turned into an army of splinters and two massive shadows appeared where the door had just been.
The two kept their eyes fixed on James and stormed towards him. Before they could reach him, however, both were already one head shorter on the ground.
James Informant had killed both of them with a single swing of his sword.
"From now on we are friends."
This time the smile on James' face was honest.
"You are a madman!"
James was close to really laughing, but then suddenly got serious again.
"But as your friend, I should know what your name is, right?"
The smile on the warrior's face widened and an eerie glow crept into his eyes.
It was then that James realized that he was making a pact with the devil.
The city would inevitably go up in flames.
"My name is Joshua Black and the two of us should get out of here before any more of those wimps show up!"