>>15643375The three grunts shook their heads rapidly as the Crawdaunt began to approach, one of them pressing the knife closer to their throat. They were uninjured, but it seemed that wouldn't last if anyone tried to move them.
The voice on the other side was a familiar one...
"Hello, binky boy. I trust you already understand how serious I am, so let's move on to the demands with the assumption that refusing will be... unpleasant. I know of Florence's host and his separate body. I know you have the technology. Deliver two clones of Marik Ishtar to this room. You have ten minutes."
