now standing behind them. The pursuers didn't know what it was exactly, but two long blades were held out towards them.Where had their target hidden those weapons? Their fear did not allow them to turn around. "Speak up! Who are you and who is sending you?" She asked expecting strangers. While one was too shocked to answer, his friend decided to reveal everything. "Man has only promised us a lot of free beer and free food when we spot a newcomer," he reported stuttering. "Who?" The question was repeated. "A ... an old man. A Chinese, I think," he answered hastily. The stranger made his blades disappear and ran back to the bar. That was a mistake. A dozen grim bar patrons stood before him and eyed him suspiciously. The stranger took a deep breath and tried to walk past the guests. This failed. One of them held his left arm away from him, blocking the exit. "Don't do that.", Asked the stranger who didn't seem to be afraid. This probably ignored the question and gave two of his friends a sign. They kneaded their hands and wanted to hit the stranger. They raised their fists and struck. A metal crunch was the result. Apparently the stranger was wearing something to protect him. The leader of the pack recognized two metal bracelets that served as a shield. The stranger now extended a blade from one of the shields and pointed it at the leader. When he cut open his shirt, it staggered back and fled. His buddies also seemed to be imitating him. Without their leader, they must have given up on their plan. The stranger sighed, put a few coins on the counter and left the bar. As soon as he was outside, he felt the next danger lurking on him. Noises could be heard in the night. Did the people come back? No, it had to be someone else. The stranger raised his arm in a flash because someone attacked him out of nowhere. The blow was blocked by the shield. The attacker was undoubtedly of Asian origin and was dressed in white. But he didn't look old. Four more fighters emerged from the darkness and surrounded their victim. They were reminiscent of ninjas and fought like that. They attacked united, but the stranger showed his true strength. He let his two blades slide out of the shields and pointed them at the ninjas. They suddenly turned into fire and the fighters shrank back. A torrent of fire that rushed through the night broke their will to fight. One of them called out something to his friends in a foreign language, who immediately responded. "It's enough," someone said now. The ninjas recognized them immediately and knelt on the floor. An old, gray-haired Chinese stepped out of the night. He seemed to be the master of the ninjas. "Then I have to thank you for all of this," the stranger threw at him. The old man grinned maliciously. "Sorry. I wanted to see with my own eyes the strength that you are so famous for. Kevin.", he greeted him. Kevin was furious inside and held out his blade to the Chinese. The latter did not take the threat seriously." Do not worry, I am not an enemy. "He reassured Kevin. Kevin seemed to see it differently." So you're just having these fights for fun. "he said indignantly. The Chinese shook his head." No kidding, this is serious. My name is jackal. Some time ago I was entrusted with something of great power. It's called the Book of the Dead. Have you ever heard of it? Jackal asked. Kevin nodded slowly. "What do I have to do with that?" "He asked further. Jackal looked at him with interest." It was stolen. I want you to bring it back. "he revealed. Kevin turned and paused to leave. The ninjas stopped him, however." You have no choice. If someone rules the book, be it human or god, this world will come to an end. I'm meeting you for the first time today, but I already knew who you were beforehand. You killed someone close to me. That means you owe me something. "Jackal said. Kevin looked at him in surprise." When should I have killed? ", he asked. Jackal did not answer, because Kevin would surely come up with it in a moment. The memories of when he worked for Baal came back to him. Jackal said Lin's mother. Jackal seemed to think Kevin was a man of honor. He made his weapons disappear and approached the ninja master. I'm getting the book back, but only because there are people in this world that I have to protect. Your honor has nothing to do with it. ", he said urgently. Jackal just nodded satisfied. Then he reached into his pocket and handed a small item to Kevin. He took it without asking. It was a key." Take care of it. Whoever has the book is looking for this key. Without him the book is worthless. So sooner or later he will come to you. "he revealed. Kevin understood." I hate waiting. Tell me where to find that one. "he demanded. Jackal seemed to have hoped Kevin would ask that." In London. "He replied obediently. Kevin paused. He didn't expect to have to return home. He immediately thought of Emma. She thought he was death, what would she say if her boyfriend just stood in front of the door? Kevin knew, though that he had no choice. A new threat had emerged that would put him and his friends to the test. Jackal thanked him and left. He was faster than one would have expected from an old man. That too Ninjas disappeared into the black of the night. Kevin looked at the key and knew that the time to fight was back.

"Why the hell ... can't you even use the door?" Asked Calvin Onuris sharply. This just hummed. "Because the lady at reception said she wouldn't want to see anyone."he replied. Calvin couldn't suppress a grin. Then he got more serious." You don't have the key, I can see that. So why do you honor me with your visit? "he asked expectantly. Onuris was confident." That's right, I haven't found the key yet. But one thing became clear to me. Whoever has it right now has to be strong. You can use some help! "Onuris revealed. Calvin gave him a hateful look." I don't need any help from anyone. But I'll tell you one thing. I feel that the key is on the way to us. I actually need you, but only as a sidekick. I heard from the key holder. You will take care of his comrades while I secure the item. ", he wanted to give Onuris a chance. But he didn't see it." I'm not a henchman! Just because you could defeat me doesn't mean I'm a pushover! "he snapped at him. Calvin decided to test this. He pressed a button on his intercom and waited a moment." Miles,