Inside the Wolf, Ram, and Hart Building
Spotty’s Perspective
Spotty took her first step through the portal and surveyed her surroundings with crystalline blue eyes. The Wolf, Ram, and Hart building loomed around her, its pristine condition at odds with the desolation outside. For a place that’s supposed to be abandoned, it’s remarkably well-kept. Either someone’s been here, or this building is just as alive as the stories say.
Her senses were heightened, picking up the faint hum of power beneath the surface, as though the building itself was watching. Before she could fully process the thought, guards with automatic weapons swarmed into view, forming a tight perimeter around her and Ila.
Of course, Spotty thought with a wry smile, raising an eyebrow at the predictable response. She remained calm, hands resting casually on her hips.
“We’re here to see your boss,” she called out, her tone light but commanding. “Would you be so kind to take us to them?”
Ila’s Perspective
Ila stepped through the portal right behind Spotty, her amber eyes sweeping over the room. Definitely not abandoned. This place looks like someone polished the floors yesterday. She tightened her grip on her antimatter missile launcher, scanning the room for any sign of immediate danger.
When the guards appeared, she let out an audible groan. Seriously? Again with the guns?
“Great, this crap again,” Ila muttered, glancing at Spotty, who was handling the situation with her usual unflappable confidence.
When Spotty issued her request to the guards, Ila rolled her eyes. Like that’s going to work. We’ll probably end up having to fight our way through another batch of—
Her thought was interrupted when the head of the guards gestured for his men to lower their weapons. Ila blinked in surprise.
“Wait, so that actually worked?” she asked, laughing as her tension eased.
Spotty shrugged, the faintest hint of amusement flickering across her face. “What can I say? I’m persuasive.”
The Leader of the Guards
The leader of the guards stepped forward, his dark eyes narrowing as he studied the two women before him. They didn’t flinch under the threat of his men’s weapons, and there was an aura about them—something powerful, almost overwhelming. These are no ordinary visitors. They radiate danger, and I doubt we could take them down even if we tried.
He exchanged a look with his second-in-command and made a quick decision. “Lower your weapons,” he ordered his men, his voice sharp but steady.
The guards hesitated for a moment before obeying, the tension in the air easing slightly.
“Follow me,” the leader said curtly, gesturing for Spotty and Ila to accompany him.
As he walked, he kept his back straight and his composure steady, though his mind raced. Who are these people, and what do they want with our boss? And more importantly, why do I feel like I’m escorting two predators through the jungle?
Walking Through the Building
The group moved through the halls of the Wolf, Ram, and Hart building, the sound of their footsteps echoing against the pristine marble floors. Spotty walked with a relaxed confidence, her crystalline blue eyes scanning everything, while Ila followed with her usual mix of curiosity and sarcasm.
“So,” Ila began, glancing around. “Do you think the boss will roll out a red carpet for us, or should we expect more guns?”
Spotty smirked. “I wouldn’t mind the red carpet. It would be a nice change of pace.”
The guard leading them didn’t respond, though his shoulders stiffened at their banter. They’re too calm. It’s unnerving.
As they approached a set of grand double doors at the end of the hallway, the guard turned to them. “This is it,” he said, his voice clipped. “Our boss is inside.”
Spotty gave him a polite nod, her smirk still in place. “Thank you. You’ve been very helpful.”
Ila raised an eyebrow. “You’re being awfully polite for someone who just walked into a den of lawyers and demons.”
Spotty chuckled. “Just wait until we meet their boss. Then we’ll see if I’m still polite.”
The guard pushed open the doors, and Spotty and Ila stepped inside, ready to face whatever waited for them.