#mekillmess

Having left Simone to venture into the castle on her own - she had the artifact after all, so he worried little about her disguise - Orractous stood guard outside. He finally felt the nerves hitting him as he waited for his companion to return, but he knew it might take some time. The castle was a labyrinth of halls and rooms, and finding their target amongst them might as well be impossible. If Simone wasn’t a highly trained assassin. They didn’t send her along for nothing, she was bound to find and exterminate and return without raising an alarm. 

He wasn’t too sure about himself however. Unable to use his Magic for the fear of attracting attention put him on edge. It was his main protection, his one layer of pure strength that had kept him out of harms way for as long as he had been able to wield it. He was now naked and vulnerable to any attack might his cover be blown. 

Here in Tuon, he wished the back up was given an extra back up. Just in case.