[i]The Führer stayed silent for the entire sprint, only occasionally mewling like a cat to not raise suspicions.. Though a lass in blood covered boots, sprinting would've already been suspicious enough, I suppose.. Once the two were before the gate.. Jack just stared at it in silence, his blood red eyes looking at the wooden structure. [/i] "Warded with spells, hmm? Well, if we can't get in.. I suppose we'll just have to lure them out, ja? We both cause as much havoc as we can.. Slay the foul vermin, lure the other little bugs out. Ja, that's our plan. Or do you have a different idea?"