Maximus: gazing at the ruins THESE WALLS WHISPER OF ANCIENT SECRETS! READY FOR A MISSION TO SAVE THE INNOCENT, FRIEND?
frowning I nod, my fingers playing with the hilt of my blade, eyes focused on the ruins. Innocent?
steps closer to Surust, a glint of determination in his eyes Yes, the innocent. Those who are wrongfully oppressed, the forgotten souls. It's time someone stood up against the darkness, Surust. And I believe that someone should be us.
surust nods and holds out her hand
grabs Surust's hand firmly Good. First, we must gather information. We need to know who the key figures are, their weaknesses, and any potential allies or enemies.
do you know anyone that can help us
narrows his eyes, thinking There is a contact of mine, a mysterious informant who operates in the shadows. They have access to a network of spies and informants.
smirks Oh, they will help us, Surust. They owe me a favor or two. But understand this - they expect something in return.
surust nods what do they want
leans in closer, voice low and gravelly They want something valuable, Surust. Something that only we can provide.
surust draws her blade do you know what they want
smirks, gripping Surust's blade playfully No, I don't know exactly what they want. But I have a few ideas. We'll find out soon enough.
let’s meet with them then surust sheathes her blade
starts piecing together a map of the city We'll need to strategize our approach.
points to the map We'll head to this abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. It's one of their safehouses. We'll meet with their leader there.
surust nods and follows him
quickly gathers supplies, including weapons, food rations, and a few silver coins We need to move quickly, Surust. Time is of the essence.
checks the surroundings, making sure no one is following them Stay close, Surust. We can't afford to be caught off guard.
surust nods and stays close to him
As Maximus and Surust make their way to the abandoned warehouse, they encounter a group of armed thugs blocking their path. A violent confrontation ensues, leaving both fighters injured but determined to continue their mission.
takes a deep breath, his wounds healing rapidly Don't worry, Surust. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. unsheathes his sword and charges towards the thugs
surust runs toward the thugs
swiftly dispatches the first thug with a well-aimed strike, his sword slicing through flesh with precision Take that, you scum!