>>5919575>>5919635>>5919705>>5920066>>5920447>>5920767You don't really wanna tell them anything, you wanna just growl at them and get back at them now. I mean they're not even doing kinky shit! This is just disappointing. And lame. And they're rude too. Seriously man, what the hell. Also, Death Drive 3? What the fuck do you mean <span class="mu-i">3?!</span>.
Lexi intervenes after you talk, before anyone else or before you can get hit by water again.
Though everything they say is in Russian, English subtitles are thankfully added for your convenience. "Enough. She knows nothing. Let her go."
<span class="mu-r">"We cannot, she knows too much. We must kill her."</span>
"She isn't even aware of the third model prototype. We cannot afford more random casualties. This is not the cold war, old man."
<span class="mu-r">"...Fine, but I am not doing this because YOU told me to, understood?!"</span>
You can't see shit, and it doesn't sound too good for someone who doesn't understand whatever they're saying.
And then you feel a strong, sharp hit on the back of the head.
It all goes black.
...You're not dead, right? You can't be. You are an assassin! You are meant to die in battle, like the vikings of old!
But you wake up shortly after. Outside the workshop. The bag is gone, and you have everything on you, nothing's missing or anything... You have a small note on your lap. "Do not come back until next week. I will explain everything."
Well, that's ominous. What was going on in there? Mk. 3?
...Well that blows.
>Let's move on. Go pay the UAA...>Yeah we need a break. Go home... 