group 1: attack on the main gate

group 1: attack on the main gate

In the northern part of the temple, where the main entrance was located, a total of 6 guards were resting inside the barcabana that guarded the large wooden and metal doors along with the mechanisms of the same, they were having dinner and passing the time.

They were eating a whole chicken, accompanied by a fairly good bottle of **** and of course they also had some dice and cards with which they played and passed the time of that cold and boring night. All this was something that they could only afford in these ocacuines, to celebrate the entrance of a new member of the order.

The atmosphere consisted of ****, laughter and games, with only one of them being found remaining somewhat calm as he rested leaning against the window of the room, but all that came to a sudden end when suddenly the candles and torches that provided light and warmth to these men for some reason were blown out by a sudden wind.

"Hey, what th-" one of the guards could not complete his sentence when something flew across the room from one end to the other and a dagger blade buried itself deep in his throat.

Some of the men standing nearby who saw this froze in surprise, others didn't notice anything due to the darkness and only noticed that something happened when they heard the thud that resounded as the body hit the floor.

immediately after that two more knives came flying from a dark corridor connecting the room. two of the five remaining guards died instantly when they each received those weapons to the head and the back of the neck.

one of the remaining ones barely had a chance to look down the hallway and have a chance to see down that dark corridor.

the only thing the porbe guy could see was a pair of large, sharp-toothed bucklers circling his head and getting closer and closer.

his face was greeted with a hot, wet breath as those fangs tore into his cheeks and left serious gashes on them. then he felt a sudden pressure on his head for just an instant before all his senses completely shut down.

*stup* a werewolf spat on the floor a mass of flesh and bones that was once the face of some unfortunate follower of Rose.

this lycanthrope was a black furred son of Fenrir with a stocky yet athletic looking body construction. he wore light leather armor on his ankles, wrists and chest. in fact, on the side of his cadars were knife sheaths for 3 on each side, where curiously one was missing on the left and 2 on the right.

The werewolf raised his forearm to his muzzle to clean the blood of the guy he had just killed . Without any priza he looked up to observe the situation, confirming that his companions also managed to finish off the remaining humans quickly and without giving them a chance to scream to alert anyone.

"Kran, grab that lever," said the black wolf to the dark gray wolf, pointing to the two-lever mechanism on one of the walls.

The one identified as Kran obeyed the order and took the lever that was located near the left wall and prepared to activate it. The black werewolf took the remaining lever and with a look indicated to Kran that they should go down and activate the mechanism.

the two werewolves lowered the plates at the same time, causing not a single second later, a set of distinct mechanical noises to resonate. the pointed and furry ears of the 3 wolves picked up the various knocks, squeaks and movements of the metal of the door locks being pulled back and opened.

the third werewolf, one who had a honey-colored coat and wore full-torso light armor, stood in front of the window overlooking the inner courtyard watching as the security was deactivated.

when the silent appear and the doors opened, he reached into a pouch strapped to his waist and picked up a yellow stone with a runic engraving on it.

Using the claw of his thumb, he made a cut on the tips of his index and middle fingers of his other hand. Allowing a few drops of blood to pool, he covered the rune with his blood and then extended the arm with which he held the rock, pointing it toward the top of the temple.

Without delay, the stone he held in his hand began to emit a glow. It was not too intense, in normal conditions it would hardly be noticeable. But on that dark night, that glow was visible enough to fulfill its intended function by being visible from the highest part of the temple.

The gates had been conquered and opened as planned. Now it needed to be confirmed that the destruction of the communications also proceeded smoothly.