Jazdia led them toward the underground tunnels with many turns and crossings. Room after room, hall after hall, and warehouse after warehouse. Wide was the reach of the Black Serpent guild, almost like a prosperous empire. And with that, it was not surprising The Guild Master would cling to his hard-earned wealth, even if the world were burning around him. 

Many valuables were stored here, from basic needs like flour and sugar to intoxicating beverages. Then, crates of irons, sacks of cotton, sugar, and one particular crate that piqued Jazdia's interest the most; It was full of sulfur, and next to it was a distilling table with several round metal casings stored on top of it. The smell and shape were identical to smoke bombs found at the park.

She pocketed a casing, and then, the hunt continued.   

Probably thinking he had managed to fool them by leading them to the surface, the head of the snake must be very smug with his cunningness he only stationed five of his men to guard the crossroads that lead to his hideout. 

[color=ec008c]"Listen, Gerrald's underling!"[/color] she called out. Her voice echoed in the cold and damp tunnel. [color=ec008c]"You are in the way between a criminal and Kindeance's Justice. Drop your weapon and show your hands where I can see them if you value your foul skin! Or I will tear you apart from tail to snout!"[/color]

Some thugs did not heed that warning and Jazdia intended to keep her word by preparing her explosive arrow. But one, mohawk guy who froze in place with his hands raised makes everything a little bit more problematic. 

One arrow struck two henchmen, while Chonan took the initiative and ended two others. There was nothing bombastic when that mohawk redhead cowered in fear as the group passed him. [color=fff200]"I yield! You promised right?!"[/color] 

The path was getting dark, and after more sprinting, they arrived at a cavernous hall, It was much bigger than any chambers they had passed so far. It had two doors directed to tunnels at the Northwest and Northeast, and another one at the south where their target made his escape. 

To the middle of the hall, the floor vanished and fell to a river, no, more like a huge, man-made canal that was part of the city's sewage system. The water that ran through it was black, foul, and filthy and the stream looked deep and swift.

Crossing a wooden bridge with rope rails, the party reached half the hall and rushed for the last race. Their target was hiding in a bunker and all they needed to do to reach the said bunker was through this tunnel, go right and then, left again...  

The door was locked. An explosive arrow with a directional blast would do the trick. 

Breach and clear! The party rushed in as the wooden door shattered. Jazdia was the first to reach the stunned guild master, bashing his hand with her bow as he tried to pick a lantern to burn the already pilings documents. The lantern crashed to the floor and topped sideways, extinguished, while the owner... also crashed, to the wall, face first. 

[color=ec008c]"Got you! Didn't see that coming, huh?"[/color] Jazdia grabbed the man by his white mane and bashed him some more until she could hear his nose cracking. Then she let him tumble backward, hands clutching his bleeding mug. 

[color=ec008c]"Kaito, check that documents. If they all are important, get a sack or something." [/color]
 
[b][color=0076a3]"Fuck! Do you know who you are messing with? You are dead! You are fucking dead! You hear me you bitch?"[/color][/b]

But Jazdia paid him no mind. [color=ec008c]"Samurai! Take care of our man. Make sure he is unarmed. I don't care if we have to parade him naked."
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Then she moved closer to the guild master. [color=ec008c]"Nice tunnel you've got here. I believe you had several interesting guests last week. Let's say the Kindeance Monarch wants to have a word with you, with four horses, ropes, and a hatchet. How's that sound?" 
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