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It had been hours and Cyno was still walking in the desert, trying to find his target. After forcefully getting information from the eremites, he finally got a lead where the victim should be. He was dehydrated, his legs were about to collapse and he was on the verge of giving up. But he wouldn't, something made him feel the significance of this mission. Even if it was just one victim, he felt as if he was drawn to it. As if the archons specifically chose him to be the one on this mission.
Approaching a tent, he noticed the familiar color, it was the fatui. What could their business be with a scholar from the Akademia? He slowed down his tracks and went to approach them from a different angle to catch them unguarded.
Deciding to gather some intel before saving the victim, he quickly made up a strategy and stood on his guard behind the tent, quietly observing them and waiting for the right moment. Deliberately, he made a soft sound with his foot. His targets took the bait as they all tensed up, one of them started to get nearer to the tent, telling his teammates to stay behind. Cyno narrowed his eyes, observing the shadow of the person getting bigger.
In a swift motion, he lunged forward and jumped on the fatui member, catching him by surprise and digging his claws in him. They all gasped as he positioned his spear so that the blade was barely touching the throat of his hostage and moved forward for the other 2 members to see.
"I'm going to make this quick. Give me the answers I want, and I will spare your lives."
"Who are you?!"
"I'm the general mahamatra. Now, tell me, what is your goal with this? What do you hope to achieve?"
They all paused, looking at each other. One of them swallowed while the other nodded, keeping their mouths sealed.
"I don't have all day"
"I don't care what you are, we have nothing to tell you. Get the hell out of here"
Cyno pressed his spear harder on the skin of his hostage, drawing out blood. "Is that so..."
He pressed harder and eyed every one of them. They still kept their mouths shut, willing to sacrifice their member for it. Even if he expected this outcome, Cyno concluded that it was no use anymore. He let go of the man in his arms and pierced him right through before he could even react. Wasting no time as the fatui member fell on the ground, he blitzed onto the other members and effortlessly knocked them out.
Holding the spear on his side, he began walking inside of the tent. Not surprised to notice another one of them standing in front of the victim, who was laying down unconsciously, her wrists and feet tightly binded. The guard readied his weapon, preparing to fight, only to pay the price for his underestimation as Cyno lunged forward and brought him down in one strike.
