Zane did not have ti to fully explore his new Alchemy Feature. Instead, his attention was quickly caught by three ard n who entered the room. Though the armor they wore appeared as if it were out of so fantasy RPG, their face was painted in the colors of the football team of which their faction was nad after.
The group of n appeared outraged that the Steelclaw Scorpion had been slain, but they did not see Zane or Gwen standing over the corpse despite being a few feet away from them. Gwen was about to move and kill the three n when Zane raised up his hand, silently telling her to halt her actions.
The largest of the three n was quick to voice his fear after the Scorpion had been killed. After all, it was their responsibility to keep it locked up.
"Fuck! The boss is going to kill us if he finds out his favorite pet was killed. But who the hell killed this fucking thing? It costs us thirty n just to capture it!"
The other n looked equally as intimidated as the largest of the three. They were quick to ask for him to cover for them, or try to bla it on soone else.
"I'm not taking the fall for this shit! Isn't there anyone we can pin the bla on? If the boss finds out this thing escaped and got itself killed, then he's going to feed us to the fucking slaves!"
There was no denying this would be a reality. Any food scavenged from the wasteland, or grown in the arena was used to feed the raiders and its mbers. The slaves were forced to feast on the grilled flesh of those who the Raiders killed.
After all, slaves weren't worth much in their eyes. Because of this, these n didn't want to end up as a al for those who they believed were worth less than the dirt beneath their feet. Zane kept a close eye on the n, hoping one of them would go explain the situation to the boss. So that he could follow him to wherever he was hiding.
Cut off the head of the snake, so to speak. And luckily for him, this is exactly what the man in charge ca up with.
"Shit! How about we bla it on that bastard, Carl? He always treated the damn thing like it was a fucking puppy. It's easy enough to convince the boss to believe that he wanted it to be freed from captivity, right? Leeroy, you go tell the boss that scorpion is dead, while we go capture the Carl and cut his tongue out. That way, he can't snitch on us!"
The raider nad Leeroy, who was a lanky and skinny fellow nodded his head before running off. Where Zane silently motioned with his hands to Gwen for the two of them to follow. And that's exactly what they did. Following closely behind Leeroy as he ran through the Arena until arriving in the VIP box where the leader of their gang made his personal quarters.
The guards outside the door were quick to let Leeroy through when he explained what was going on, and when the doors opened, Zane and Gwen followed Leeroy through. Where they found a bunch of won, no doubt taken as slaves, were cast aside, naked, beaten, and bruised.
So of them were even missing so limbs, clearly amputated by the Raiders boss as if he had so kind of sick and twisted fetish. Zane did not feel sorry for the won, nor did Gwen. They were total strangers. And in this apocalyptic wasteland, might be right.
If you were not strong enough to defend yourself, then you were a victim of soone who could force their will on you. That was the law of the land. And in all reality it always had been, even if the pre-apocalyptic society liked to conceal this fact with modern technology.
When the boss saw Leeroy enter the room, he quickly lost his temper, screaming at the man for interrupting him and his sick pleasure party.
"What the hell are you doing here runt? This damn well better be fucking important!"
Leeroy quickly explained the story that his squad leader had co up with, quickly pinning the bla for the mutated scorpion's death on so guy nad Carl. Whereas the Boss imdiately lost his shit when he heard his favorite pet was dead.
"What did you just say!?! The scorpion is dead? Do you know how many warriors I had to sacrifice just to capture that fucking thing? I'm going tip carl's intestines out and strangle him with them!"
Leeroy was glad that the boss had bought him and his friends lies. And was quick to explain that they had already begun to hunt carl down. With this, Leeroy and the boss stord out of the VIP box, completely unaware that Zane and Gwen remained behind.
Once they were all alone, Gwen deactivated her stealth where Zane followed suit. She looked at him with a frown on her face, as if to ask what exactly his plans were.
"Alright. So now that we're in the boss's quarters? What are we going to do? Why didn't we just slaughter everyone once we infiltrated the arena?"
Zane shook his head and sighed at Gwen's' short-sightedness, where he then lectured her on his plans.
"Gwen, you really have to think more about the bigger picture. Okay… Let explain this to you in the best way possible. If we just tear through everybody in here like we normally would. What do you think the local Horde King is going to think happened?
Until now, the balance of power has been maintained between the various human factions, and I don't doubt whichever of our siblings is in charge of the area has so ulterior motives in keeping so many living human beings alive.
So if we wipe out a major faction, as if they are nothing, what is he going to think happened?"
Gwen suddenly caught on, realizing that to wipe out thousands, if not tens of thousands of humans in the span of a single day would heavily imply that a Horde King arrived to challenge Victor for his throne. Or at least soone of equal power.
And if that was the case, their identities would be revealed shortly thereafter. Because of this, she was quick to agree with Zane's assessnt of the situation.
"Alright, I understand now… So what exactly are we doing here then?"
Zane smirked as he himself used his superhuman speed to search every nook and cranny of the office. Where he luckily enough found exactly what he was looking for, before revealing it to Gwen.
"I was looking for these…. Blueprints to the Arena. With these, we might be able to find a structural weak point that we can use to collapse the building on its inhabitants. If sothing like that were to happen, then any of the human factions in the area could catch the bla."
Gwen stared at Zane in silence for a second before letting her thoughts escape her mouth.
"Big Brother, you're a fucking genius!"
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