The Guild Of Shadows

Training The Guild

Shambala smiled at them, seeing the shock on their faces as they sat there watching him.

One would guess the thoughts running through their minds.

Thoughts like, What manner of man is he? Where are such skills and strengths from? How can one person without an artifact humiliate us?

Or some thoughts could be that he must show me that ancient body-weakening technique; how did he hold Justin's arrows and even control them? Where did his courage come from? He even attacked Vladimir during the Spirit of Mjolnir possession process. Well, it was worth it, as we would have lost Vladimir to an unknown spirit.

Looking at the team.

“Killing you lads was not my aim, as that would have been an easy thing to do,” Shambala said.

“Gosh, you did not have to put it that way, you know. Gives me the creeps,” Grover retorted.

“At least you will no longer judge a book by its cover,” Shambala said to Grover.

"Yeah, yeah, I get the message now,” Grover grunted.

“I hope you do for your sake; a lot of crypts