Nathan almost walked right past the bar, it had changed so much. When he left it a week and a half ago, there were not so many search lights, machine gun nests, sniper hideouts or barricades. It had turned from Fenrir's Fangs' bar to a fortress rivaling Lerwilbury.
He knocked on the door to be asked, "What's the password?" to which he replied, "We have no
**** password, open the door before I shoot you." Before he could shoot the doorman, it opened.
On his way up to the bar, Nathan passed Fenrir's troops armed to the teeth, odd, he thought, for people at the bar.
Something big's going on. Upon entering the bar, he gave a quick salute to the surrounding officers, then grasped Viktor's hand. "Hey Comrade, long time no see. What the Hell is going on here?"
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