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You cross your arms on purpose. "Well that doesn't really help us. It's unfortunate he's not being cooperative." You say in disappointment. "Well I suppose this is teaching moment. For both you and him." You walk closer to them who, despite his best attempt to maintain composure, begins to attempt to back away with his one good leg. You simply lean down and grab it before dragging him slowly across the ground behind the buildings and out of sight. You then pull him off the ground and hold him upside down. He struggles to move but the strength of our grip and the fact that his other three limbs are locked up makes it impossible. "I'm sure you've read about interrogating someone in your books right? Ask him again, this time tell him that if he doesn't give us the information that I'll break this leg. You don't need to embellish it but it is the only good leg he has left at the moment."
"What?"
"I'll do it. Usually most people are already battered enough that they know what I'm like when I want to hurt someone. But this man? He got off rather easily for attempting to kill you and Xin." You say nonchalantly. "Really though, it's about making him know that his best interest is to give us what we want. That fact that he doesn't know what we're saying and your confusion only makes it seem that you, the one person who he can communicate with and the only person who can probably get him out of this mess, is losing control of the situation and that is a very bad sign indeed." You jostle the man about as you casually motion to him. "So just ask him again and let him know that I'll hurt him if he doesn't cooperate."
Ming gives you a concerned look. She probably wasn't used to speaking about violence in such a casual and off hand manner. That was more of Xin Lan's kind of view. Even so, she does as she's told. The archer looks between you and Ming with an expression that transcended language and nationality. The look of someone who had made a series of very bad life choices recently. You were sure that if he could the man would have been raising his hands in an attempt to seem passive or in a calming manner but his tone of voice was enough to know that he was telling Ming everything he knew. "He says that this is just his group's territory. His boss, and by extension the gang, have been getting paid to make sure that everyone knows to pay taxes for using this oasis."
"Taxes? Why not just keep the money? Why do they need to get paid? Ask him. You can skip the threatening. He gets the point." You say. Another round of discussion goes by.
