The Gates of the Tower opened and the man with the grey robes walked through, enraged. Behind him limped a man dressed in a ripped black cloak with a chain mail underneath, he was stil holding his weapons, a scimitar in his right hand and a longsword in his left. Once inside the walls he left them drop on the floor, limping behind the first man, leaving a trail of blood behind him. The sound of the dropping weapons made the first man turned around abruptly, as if he had forgotten what he had to say and shout aloud!