"Then let's see what this is all about. If we cannot make them go with words..." His hand sparkled for a moment. " We shall have to use something stronger than words." Faust grinned a small, sly grin, and made for the door.
Aldaric noticed the magic that was conjured up in his hand. So Faust meant to use his magic against the Teveahns if words did not work. The Teveahns were by no means diplomatic so this would likely mean they would have a fight on their hands. With all the firepower that the Teveahns had at heir disposal, this would not be an easy fight. Faust had shown a skill I magic, but Aldaric did not know the limitations of this ability. He followed Faust out of the door, putting his weight against the creaking, warped wood to close the door completely.
The sounds were easy to follow. As they made their way towards it, one could see that the buildings affected by blasts of artillery were sagging down, close to crumbling. But somehow they remained intact enough not to topple completely, though each quake sent shatters of cement and dust from the damaged nooks. It was a war zone out there.
The pavement practically rippled beneath their feet with the shockwaves of heavy artillery. The gathering of Teveahn soldiers were crouching besides an Eternium cannon, sending great shells of ammunition towards the side of a building. There was no question of its power as craters were blasted into the cement of the once-intact warehouse. The soldiers were covered with a fine layer of dust on their clothes and helmets, which hugged around their horns snugly, held on by canvas straps.
The approach of Faust and Alvaric were not noticed as the soldiers had ear plugs to protect their ear drums. No one could possibly hear them walking down the road what with the blasts anyway. They would be unprepared. Another group at a distance were shooting their rifles at spray-painted targets on the wall of an adjacent warehouse. Their bullets pinged against the brick, shattering the wall with each hit. A soldier of rank was standing behind the shooters, walking up and down the line occasionally. When the bullets were spent he called for a cease-fire and the artillery shells permeated the silence that followed from time to time. The buildings groaned and trembled, but held.
The soldiers stood up from the prone position, brushing the dust off their clothes and knocking their helmets to clear it of litter. They slung their rifles behind their back. The soldier of rank walked over to the cannon and called for a cease-fire as well. The silence was interrupted by the ringing of the ears as the dust began to settle. Aldaric and Faust might now be noticed but as they thought no Undercity civilian would come this far from the safety of the old quarter they were chatting to one another in an easy manner, some laughing, ribbing at each other.