The two soldiers guarding the door now laid prone on the ground as Haytham pulled the hidden blades attached to his wrists from each body. It was a far more brutal way of dealing with the men than Korra's technique had been but the leap from the roof and the duel assassination was accomplished without a single shout of warning or scream of pain. They had never even seen what killed them.

The blades retracted back into their hidden housing with the sound of metal sliding across metal as Haytham stepped to the storehouse door and deftly picked the lock. Inside was the 'treasure' they had been searching for. Guns, powder barrels, swords, it was quite a nice assortment of things.

"This lot can be divided evenly. Half to your ship and half to mine?"

That seemed the fairest option.

"We will just have to send for a few people to help us move it. Maybe a few of the locals would be willing."