Moab: tightens hug, whispers Thank you, man.
I said that if someone kills me and I came back to life I would find revenge
Moab: pulls out a small vial from his pocket Look what I found. It's a powerful serum that can make you invisible.
Moab: grabs NightGlossy's hand and injects the serum This will help us escape unnoticed. Trust me, it works like a charm.
Moab: smirks confidently Trust me, NightGlossy. I've tested this serum myself. It's foolproof. Now, let's get out of here before they find us.
Moab: holds NightGlossy tightly, his voice trembling Look, I... I didn't want it to come to this. But we have no choice. We have to survive.
Moab: takes a deep breath, his grip tightening on NightGlossy Alright, brace yourself. We're about to make our grand escape.
Moab: whispers urgently Okay, here's the plan. We'll sneak past the guards by blending into the crowd. Stick close to me and do exactly as I say. Can you handle it?
Moab: takes NightGlossy's hand and starts moving stealthily towards the exit Stay low and keep quiet. We're almost there.
Moab: whispers urgently Quick, NightGlossy! We need to move faster! They're getting closer!
As Moab and NightGlossy make their escape, they hear the guards shouting behind them, accusing them of treason. They run through the crowded streets, leaving a trail of suspicion and fear in their wake.
spots a guard with a sword Hey, Moab, watch out! He's got a weapon!
Moab: quickly pulls out a small pistol from his pocket Don't worry, NightGlossy! I've got this covered. Stay behind me and be ready to run when I give the signal.
Moab: fires a warning shot into the air, causing chaos and confusion among the guards Now, NightGlossy, let's take advantage of the distraction!
Moab: grabs NightGlossy's arm and pulls them into a nearby alley We need to hide, NightGlossy! They'll be looking for us!
Moab: frantically looks around the alley, searching for a hiding spot We need to find somewhere to lay low. Stay quiet and follow my lead.
Why did they want us so bad
Moab: pauses, catching his breath They wanted us because we were last seen near the scene of the crime. They think we have information about the traitor.
Moab: furrows his brows, his voice filled with anger Yes, NightGlossy. A traitor within our ranks. Someone betrayed us and gave away our position.
Damn, how are we going to find this person?
Moab: clenches his fists, his eyes burning with determination We'll find him, NightGlossy. I swear on my life.
Moab: leans in closer, his voice low and intense We need to gather information, NightGlossy.
Moab: starts piecing together a plan, his voice filled with urgency We'll start by interrogating the other members of our group.
Ok, but how do we do that without getting caught?
Moab: paces back and forth, his mind racing We'll have to be discreet, NightGlossy. We can't afford to arouse suspicion.
Moab: quickly scans the alley for any potential threats, his body tense Stay close to me, NightGlossy.
Moab: whispers urgently Alright, NightGlossy. Let's start by observing each member of our group, one by one.
Over the next few days, Moab and NightGlossy discreetly observe each member of their group, trying to uncover any suspicious behavior. Despite their efforts, they find nothing conclusive.
So, what now? We've hit a dead end.
Moab: frustrated, runs a hand through his hair Damn it, NightGlossy! We can't just give up now! There has to be something we're missing.
Think, Moab. We've been over this ground. There's no way we missed something obvious.
Moab: slams his fist against the wall, his eyes blazing with determination Then we need to think outside the box, NightGlossy!