Rasim and Winston arrived at Gringotts almost at the same time.
"Keep an eye on these Goblins. Not a single one gets out," Rasim ordered the Aurors behind him as he stormed through the entrance, then rushed impatiently underground.
He had received his master's summons and sensed that his master was going to do something major today.
As his master's most loyal subordinate, he was desperate to appear at his master's side. No matter what his master intended to do, he had to be the first one charging ahead.
Winston looked at the man who seemed as if he were trying to race him and snorted in disdain. "Watchmen, secure the perimeter of Gringotts. No one is to take a single step inside. The rest of you, find every exit and seal this place off."
In truth, though, this was only a precaution. He had already noticed the flock of crows wheeling through the sky, as well as the lightning crows perched all around Gringotts, inside and out.
That lord had already put safeguards in place.
The instant he stepped into Gringotts, he saw the Goblins who had been gathered together, and even came face-to-face with Locke. He knew this was one of Lord Murphy's subordinates. The latter looked much the same as the other Goblins, both panicked and somewhat afraid.
It seemed something extraordinary had happened below.
When he reached the basement, the first things that entered his eyes were two corpses and blood splattered across the entire room. Even though, as commander of the Watchmen, he had seen plenty of disgusting scenes over the past year, he was still startled.
But he immediately brought his emotions under control, glanced at Rasim, who had long since dropped to his knees, and bowed to Murphy. "My lord, the Watchmen are