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Even camouflaged, you just can’t help yourself.
[I’M NOT LOCKED IN HERE WITH YOU, YOU’RE LOCKED IN HERE WITH ME!]
The taunting causes one of the remaining Legionaries to raise his head from cover but when seeing nothing but shadows, has less than a second to think about it before you blow his head off with a muffled *whump*.
You’re in your element now, skulking along in the shadows as you navigate this labyrinth. You can literally feel the fear from the few left alive. You break the neck of one and shoot another right through the temple. By your count, that just leaves two.
And you find them huddled in a corner, desperately attempting to pull the scrap boards off of a window while still being as quiet as possible. Not quiet enough.
You deftly maneuver between Vulpes and the one he called Brutus just as your Stealth Boy wears off.
[Boo.]
Brutus lets out half a yelp before you bury your knife into his throat, turning his cries into a bloody gurgle.
To Vulpes’ credit, he doesn’t scream but instead attempts to drive his stiletto knife into your side. You don’t give him the chance and instead grab his wrist with your hand, breaking it and kicking the knife away as it clatters to the floor.
“Fuckkkk….” Is all he managed to cry out before you punch him in the throat with your free hand.
He drops to his knees and you let his limp wrist go but not before kicking him to the ground. You squat down and look him in the eyes.
[You’re not looking too good, Vulpes.]
*gurgle*
[You gotta speak up man, I can’t understand a word you’re saying.]
“Just….*wheeze* do it.”
You truly have his life in your hands. You came out here with the full intention of killing him but…..
>Thumbs down. (Kill Vulpes Inculta)
>Maybe we can work something out (Keep him alive? Under what conditions?)
