Annanu and Enkidu split up.
Though the two of them were more used to acting together, as with many things, seeing them for themselves made them feel more real.
Annanu came alone to the edge of Uruk. This place was right beside the city wall, with a sign hanging above it that read: IDLERS KEEP OUT.
What was this place?
Annanu was a little confused.
He had no awareness whatsoever that he counted as an "idler" and walked straight over.
"Who goes there!?" The guard stationed there stopped Annanu and demanded sternly.
"Can't I go in here?" Annanu pointed behind the guard and asked curiously.
"What kind of foolish question is that? This is where the soldiers train. Go somewhere else!"
"Oh, okay." Annanu did not say anything more and turned to leave.
But—
He circled around, climbed up onto the city wall, and jumped down.
He was full of curiosity and wanted to take a look inside.
Entirely righteous and confident about it, too.
"Heave-ho!" When he landed, the clothes Gilgamesh had called a "great white sheet" did not pick up the slightest speck of dust.
As he wandered around, Annanu spotted some strange things.
At least, they seemed a little strange to him.
A group of soldiers in leather armor held sticks with metal tips tied to them, poking over and over at a row of straw dummies.
What were they doing?
"Hey! Who are you!?"
Annanu had not concealed his presence, so he was spotted easily.
Besides, everyone here wore leather armor, while he alone wore the "great white sheet." There was no way he could avoid standing out.
"Seize him!" The soldiers in the middle of training rushed him together, intending to pin Annanu to the ground.
Annanu blinked and flew into the air.
He was