Hanzo shadowed Cleff as they continued trailing the unsuspecting pair down the road. He stood silent as the other man explains what had happened at the Foot several moments before. A snitch, huh? Well, if anything he himself didn't plan on getting poisoned, but then again, until you feel your throat swelling, nobody does. Out of all this, one thing was certain, this wasn't some game, well not anymore at least.
But that was a good thing, he would finally have the chance to do something that actually matters.
"Those fucking shits..." The cloaked man thought as Cleff mentioned the shipment if drugs the Daggerhands were importing into the city. His brows knit together at the mere thought of some poor sob taking a whiff of whatever they brought, only to become addicted to the substance. One of the most effective ways to control a person indeed. While the town was at a shit state currently, it is still better than it would have been if the hands got more influence.
However, caught in thought. Hanzo almost colored with Cleff as he made a sudden stop. If they were to hijack a shipment of the said drugs, that would be the best place to show what he was made of.
And, although he didn't quite like the fact the Cleff left him, there was no arguing with his logic. If they were to be caught together, that would mean certain death. Thus, a brief nod was sent towards his partner as he disappeared into the darkness if the nearest alley. Taking another glance towards the two Daggerhands, Hanzo concluded that they weren't in a particular hurry.
Without further delay, the cloaked man turned to the side, only to dissolve in the darkness. The spacing between the buildings was narrow, obstructed and worst of all, smelled like piss. Despite this, as he ran, Hanzo moved with the nimbleness of a feline. After all, he knew every rathole in the town, finding an auxiliary way towards the docks wasn't hard.
Several minutes of sprinting later, the crashing of waves against the wooden hulls of the docked ships became stronger, and from time to time, a lonely seagulls would confirm that he was nearing the docks. Cover was found behind a pile of stacked boxes, located at the far end if the pier. This position allowed him to observe the happenings on the docks themselves. And, although he never knew his real parents, one of them was an Isur, and probably being the bastard child of the mentioned, had a few benefits. He could see better in the dark that any ordinary human could, and with these enhanced eyes, Hanzo searched for traces if anything unusual.