"Surrounded? But there are only two of us?" The man standing in front of Mark tilted his head to the side. The deputy director of Floating Air Barracks only smiled at this questions.
"We wouldn't be the only two even if it was really just you standing in front of me. But now there are twenty, no twenty-two of us." Mark folded his arms in front of himself.
"So you feel them." The stranger's face became serious again, then he slowly started to nod. "Nice, nice. I didn't think that the instructors of Floating Air could be used for anything." He said thoughtfully.
"Please." The deputy director nodded, then looked the stranger straight in the eye. "What do you want to talk to me about?" He asked in a cold voice.
"I want to know how a simple teacher was able to summon a technique that he shouldn't even know existed." The stranger put his hands on his hips.
"Hey! Look, there's excitement here!" A third voice suddenly spoke and when the pair turned towards it, they saw a young man with long hair dressed in colorful gold-edged brown clothes.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in my office?" Mark grimaced, and the newcomer simply shrugged his shoulders.
"I was bored. You weren't anywhere, the four walls started to get on my nerves. And anyway, since I'm here, I tried to find that famous Mist, but since I haven't found it for days, I was forced to follow you." The young man shrugged his shoulders.
"Who are you, where did you come from and how did you end up behind us?" The man in blue attacks the young man with questions.
"Me?" The man in brown points to himself, then simply rushes to Mark's side and continues with a grin. xI am the new Grand Leader of Chájna, She Tao. I am on a diplomatic mission. How I got behind you is no big deal, just stealth." The young man shrugged.
"You shouldn't be here." Mark growled at the chán boy.
"If I shouldn't, then neither should you." She Tao stuck out his tongue. "Who are you anyway?" He looked suddenly at the blue-clothed figure, then quickly across the arena, as if he could see the other people as well.
"The Immortal Mist." Mark commented nonchalantly, causing the chán boy to look at him with wide eyes.
"How do you know about us?"'The blue-clothed figure narrowed his eyes.
"Wait, if they're the Mist, then he's the boss?" She Tao looked at the person in front of them in confusion, then started scratching his head. "Didn't you say that was one of the other teachers?" He asked the person next to him, who smiled faintly.
"Congratulations A-Tao, you see something that very few people see." He started, then pointed towards the blue-clad man. "The Ishán."
"The boss's boss?" The chán boy gaped, and Mark just nodded.
"I suggest you finally answer one of my questions. I don't like being kept waiting. How do you know who I am?" The blue-clad man snapped at Mark.
"Hey, Kamu, I didn't know that anyone outside the Mist knew about our title." A figure dressed in black with yellow trim appeared out of nowhere next to the blue-clad man.
"That still doesn't explain who he is, neither how he knows who we are." Kamu glared angrily at Ajtony, then looked back at the pair.
"I'm correcting it, you see something that almost no one sees. A-Tao, he's the Annoying Idiot!" Mark pointed at the ghost sword, causing Ajtony's eyes to widen.
"Only one person dared to call me like that." The poison mixer said, but immediately turned to the blue-clothed man. "Besides you, Kamu." He grinned, as if he wasn't bothered by the situation that was unfolding around them.
"To know about you, he must be an insider, but I don't know who! So Ajtony who is the man?" Kamu growled at his friend.
"How should I know? A Vietryk. I don't remember their names. I only know that there was someone who dared to call me that." The poison mixer shrugged.
"You know about the current one, though." Kamu folded his arms in front of him.
"Because he's a relative and my supplier." Ajtony spread his arms.
"Do you think we can escape now?" She Tao whispered the question to Mark.
"If you want to escape do it in the direction of the director." The deputy director of Floating Air Barracks responded, also whispering.
"But I don't want him to know that I'm here." The chán boy said desparetly.
"I'll give you supplier." Kamu hit Ajtony on the back of the head, then turned back to their conversation partners with a cold look. "Last chance to answer. How do you know so much about the Mist?" The Ishán of the Immortal Mist asked the question.
"What was in the Mist, stays in the Mist." Mark raised his hands to his head, but his words only made Kamu look at him with an even colder look.
"I don't like these faces." She Tao muttered.
"The way I see it, now whether we want it or not we will be taken to the headquarters and be subjected to painful interrogation." Mark sighed.
"Torture?" The chán boy began to panic. "I can't stand torture! I thought we had discussed it, I got the mind and the politics. You got the cruelty and the elimination of people! You said we wouldn't have any trouble with the Mist." She Tao gabbled almost in one breath, without taking his cue, and it was clear from his movements that he really wanted to get out of the situation he and his friend were in.
"I said I didn't think we'd get in trouble with them, not that we wouldn't get in trouble. I didn't think the Ishán would be interested in the Barracks Cup. They usually aren't, or rather, they weren't." Mark grumbled as he quickly glanced at the two most powerful assassins in the Immortal Mist.
"Are you a deserter? You can't be Vietryk them, they carry the title until their death." Ajtony hissed in a grumpy voice. "Your little friend also knows about the Mist from you, huh? Who else have you told about us? Who did you learn so much about the organization from?" He asked with a grimace.
"I'm not a deserter." Mark shook his head. "Yes, he knows from me, but don't worry, I didn't tell anyone unreliable about the Mist. I'm not saying that when I was a child, it wasn't by chance that someone didn't see something they shouldn't have, but they didn't know what they were seeing either." He paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and continued with a grimace. "As for who I am, it's not as important as who I was." He turned his gaze away from Ishán.
"What do you mean by that?" Kamu asked with narrowed eyes.
"Let's just say that it took me a lot of energy to suppress my memories of my previous life." He sighed, then bowed deeply to the two men. "The previous Vietryk at your service, Ishán. Maybe it would be better if we discussed our story not here, but in a safer place."