“Even unconscious these two have provided a vast amount of knowledge.” The white robed figure reports. “We now have a general understanding of how this power works, once we wake them up we will have an even better understanding.”
“That’s good, I have only two questions then. When will this be weaponized?”
“In a day, no more than two. We will know everything we must to affect the construction of a device that can mimic their power. From there it is only a matter of hours to have one in your hands.”
“It’s a start, now, why are these disgusting little bitches naked? Are you living out some kind of perversion with them.” The First Hunter was now bearing over the researcher with rage in his eyes.
“It was necessary to fully expose their tails sir.” the researcher backs himself up against the wall terrified of the powerful man standing over him.
“Keep them covered. If I get wind of anyone touching these ’things’ for something other than their job I will personally hang you by your small intestines.”. He pauses for effect leaning in until he is millimeters from the white robed mans face. “Have I made myself clear?”
“Y-Yes sir!” he stammers.
“Good.” The First Hunter finally relents his intimidation and begins to walk away. “Oh, and Dr. Livingstone, keep up the good work.”
Dr. Livingstone turns to his staring assistants, “Well? Wake the bitches up! Someone get a fucking blanket on them now!” he barks.
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He was proud of the way things were going. Soon those subs would provide the means to not only harvest their abilities but to wipe themselves off the earth. That wench will finally understand what a massacre really is. When I have slaughtered the lot of them-.
His train of thought is suddenly interrupted as he walks into the grand entrance of the manor. Around the room stood a lot of men, a thousand by estimate. Leading the angry looking lot stood Joba, the Second Hunter.
“Joba, this looks like more than a hundred men.” The First Hunter says approaching the challenger. “Your breaking the rules.”
“I don’t care about your rules. After today I will make the rules.” he says taking a defensive stance.
“So, you would take my place and make the rules by breaking the rules? That sets a bad precedent don’t you think?” he asks still approaching.
“That’s far enough.” Joba places his hand on the hilt of his weapon.
“So you have decided then.”
“I have.”
The room falls silent. In the moments between breath a hidden word occurs and weapons draw. The swords cross twice in moments as the First Hunter strides past the Second and the Second past the first. A moment passes between breaths. The room falls silent.
A collective gasp fills the room as Joba’s weapon hits the floor. The First Hunter turns to face the crowd. “I need 100 men, the last of you still standing get the honor.”
Joba collapses to the floor as shouts rise up in the room. Bedlam takes over, but the First Hunter just stands stoic in his patience.
- - - - - - -
“What do you think they did to them?” Kei asks in whispered tones.
“Judging by the fact that their nude and strapped to tables I would rather not speculate.” The young elf responds.
