"What if your man is not at the gate?" Akama finally spoke after a while. He had slowed down, and sagiri could only think they were at the gate.
"What are you scared of, Akama? You have already become a traitor to the Galka War Academy," Molwa started. "The worst that could happen is the Zazami clan psychopath, or the Asakana clan cold-blooded captain will execute both of us on the spot, and the boy can maybe be kicked out for the way he talked to the senior instructor," Molwa said, not fazed at all.
"This is no time for jokes. We had a deal." Akama answered, bringing the whole carriage to a stop.
"Just calm down. My man will be there." Molwa sighed. The carriage moved slowly, or rather silently, from then on till they reached the gate. Even long before they reached the gate sagiri could already smell death in the air and also silence. A lot of silence. He could not perceive any movement, as if the wardens at the gate had suddenly left their post.
