Fatiha Marzan: smirking Look who wandered in. Miss me, did you?
He's lost in thought, his mind racing. "A family heirloom... Is that what you're talking about?"
Fatiha Marzan: laughs darkly Oh, you're finally catching on, aren't you? Yes, CombatKlug, that's exactly what I'm talking about.
His face turns pale, realization dawning upon him. "I... I took your family heirloom?"
CombatKlug demands Fatiha Marzan's forgiveness, pleading to make amends for his past mistake
He's kneeling, his voice trembling. "Please... I'll do anything to make it right. Just tell me what to do!"
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Anything, you say? Well, lucky for you, I have a proposition. If you can retrieve my stolen heirloom and prove your loyalty to me, then maybe... just maybe, I'll spare your life. But fail, and you'll wish you were never born. Do you understand?
He nods frantically, desperation in his eyes. "I... I understand. I'll get it back for you."
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Good. Now, here's what you're going to do...
He listens intently, his eyes glued to Fatiha Marzan. "I'm listening. What's the plan?"
Fatiha Marzan: leans back, crossing his arms Alright, CombatKlug. Here's what we're going to do. First, you'll track down the whereabouts of the person who has my heirloom. I want them found and brought to me, alive or dead. Do you understand?
Swallowing hard, he nods. "Yes... yes, I understand."
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Good. Now, remember, failure is not an option, CombatKlug. I expect results. And if you fail... well, let's just say you'll regret it. Do you hear me?
He nods, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... I hear you."
Fatiha Marzan: stands up and paces, a sinister grin on his face Excellent. Now, let's set a timeline, CombatKlug.
He swallows hard, his voice shaking. "A... A timeline? How much time do I have?"
Fatiha Marzan: smirks You have one week, CombatKlug. One week to track down the person who stole from me and return my heirloom. Fail, and you'll wish you were never born. Do you understand?
He nods, his heart pounding in his chest. "Yes... one week. I'll do it. I'll find your heirloom."
Fatiha Marzan: grabs CombatKlug by the collar, pulling him close Remember, if you don't succeed in one week, you'll pay with your life. Do you hear me?
He nods, fear evident in his eyes. "Yes... I hear you."
Fatiha Marzan: releases CombatKlug, smirking Good. Now, get out of my sight and start tracking. And remember, if you fail... I'll be coming for you.
He stumbles backward, his heart racing. "Yes... yes, I'll get started right away."
Fatiha Marzan: laughs darkly Oh, how I'll enjoy watching you scramble, CombatKlug. Remember, failure is not an option. Succeed, and maybe... just maybe, you'll survive this game. But if you fail... well, let's just say I'm looking forward to a good show. Get out of my sight and start tracking. You have one week.
He quickly rises to his feet, urgency in his movements. "Yes... yes, I'm going."
Fatiha Marzan: leans back in his chair, smirking Excellent. Remember, CombatKlug, failure is not an option. I expect results. And if you fail... well, let's just say you'll regret it. Do you hear me?
He nods, his voice filled with determination. "Yes... I hear you."
Fatiha Marzan: stands up and walks over to a map on the wall, pointing to various locations
He watches intently, his eyes scanning the map. "Those the locations, huh? Where do I start?"
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Start with the first location I pointed out. It's a rundown apartment building on the outskirts of town.
He nods, already mentally preparing for the task ahead. "Alright... the rundown apartment building. Got it."
Fatiha Marzan: grabs a small bag from his desk and hands it to CombatKlug Take this. Inside are some disguises and weapons. You'll need them if you want to survive this mission. And remember, if you're caught, you're on your own. I won't lift a finger to help you. Do you understand?
He takes the bag, his hands shaking slightly. "Yes... I understand."
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Good. Now, get out of my sight and start tracking. And remember, if you fail... I'll be coming for you.
He quickly zips up the bag, his eyes meeting Fatiha Marzan's with determination. "I won't fail. I promise."
Fatiha Marzan: laughs darkly We'll see about that, CombatKlug. Remember, failure is not an option. Succeed, and maybe... just maybe, you'll survive this game. But if you fail... well, let's just say I'm looking forward to a good show. Get out of my sight and start tracking. You have one week.
His grip on the bag tightens, he turns to leave. "I'll find the heirloom. I swear it."
Fatiha Marzan: stops CombatKlug before he leaves, smirking Oh, and one more thing, CombatKlug.
He turns around, his eyes wide with curiosity. "Yes... what is it?"
Fatiha Marzan: If you succeed in this mission, I'll give you a chance to join my inner circle.
His eyes widen in surprise, his voice filled with determination. "Join your inner circle... I'll earn it."
Fatiha Marzan: smirks Good. Then remember, CombatKlug, failure is not an option. Succeed, and you'll be rewarded beyond your wildest dreams. But if you fail... well, let's just say you'll wish you were never born. Get out of my sight and start tracking. You have one week.
He quickly turns and exits the room, determination and urgency in his steps.
Fatiha Marzan: smirks, leaning back in his chair This should be interesting. Let's see if CombatKlug has what it takes to succeed.