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>Inquisitor occupation
The work of the inquisition is eternal.
It’s not something that will ever be done.
Salazar knew this
He was just treating the symptoms.
But when the bunker entrance finally collapsed under the strength of his mages he felt a little victory.
He had successfully extinguished the infection and sealed off the entrance.
The rot was still there, but it could do nothing but suffer.
Now he had to deal with the worse part of being an inquisitor.
Reporting to his superior.
The channel of communication used was based on a piece of demon-tech.
Something that brought him great joy, as the others inquisitors refused to acknowledged it .
He returned to his tent and took out a small brick shaped object with runes carved on it.
Looked like a radio.
“Inquisitor Salazar present, identification code [ REDACTED ]”
“Confirmed. Grand Inquisitor Franco here, report.”
“The tip was correct, the ruins where here, a group found them recently but was already gone.
The land has been purged and cleaned of demon ruins. Requesting permission to pursue the remnants of the expedition.”
He didn’t like lying to his boss, but telling him the real reason he had let them go would not fly well.
“Granted, after you capture them you must investigate how they learned of this place.
The anonymous tip we received could not be traced.
It’s imperative we discover who is giving away this information.”
A flicker of static and it was over.
Salazar breathed a bit easier now.
His lie had been convincing, now he needed to take care of those lose ends.
He had lost a lot of men, but he could recruit more.
his aproach was quantity over quality anyway.
He needed to catch the demon before too many sightings of him became public.
*I hate this job* he though, pouring himself a drink.
