The guard stared at the couple, not wishing to let them pass but keeping an eye on the monstrosity ahead of them. In particular, they heard noises coming from the bag - noises that were human.

One man came forward, who apparently was the leader. He addressed the more human looking of the two, Artholath.

“We need to check your bag, but call off that… thing or we will be forced to attack.” he emphasised by waving at the dozen or so guards behind him.

Artholath looked at them in amusement. “I very highly doubt that you wish to stop us. Simply let us pass and there will be no dispute.

The guard’s face turned cold. “We are representatives of the king around here! Call off your hound and give us the bag!” he gripped his spear and signalled for the others to be ready.

Artholath frowned. They obviously did not get it. No matter, there was nobody around to hear the guard... 

“Then it appears you leave me no choice.” Raising his hands in front of him, his eyes turned an icy blue and a wide stream of icicles came forth, striking all but four of the guard and killing the rest instantly. The few guard that remained ran with their shields above their heads. [i]Let them run…[/i]

[i]Nah.[/i]

He shot another steam at the fleeing survivors and killed the rest.