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Last of the Shadow Foxes: 9 Anarchy
Emerson stirred softly from his sleep and rubbed his eyes. The light danced across the assassins face and he instinctively shielded his eyes. There was poor lighting and his eyes struggled to compensate. There was another figure directly opposite him. It was the chief bandit he had helped earlier. She was staring back at him, her Dark Canal hood partly obscuring her tanned face. She pushed her hood back and sat up.
So, youre awake at last.
Yes, wait, where are we?
Oh dont tell me weve been knocked unconscious and held prisoner in their convoy? Emerson stated darkly, searching the womans eyes.
Well, now that you mention it
Youre joking. He interrupted with disbelief. A smile played across the chief bandits lips.
Yes, I am. You should have seen the look on your face! She laughed.
Thats not funny, we have no time for games. The assassin retorted, folding his arms. Sensing that she had crossed the line, she went over and placed an arm on his shoulder.
Chill, sorry alright? Were a few kilometres from Eos Tower. The convoys passing by in a few hours.
We overtook the convoy? The assassin murmured, surprised.
Yes, Kargo have to traverse roads, we traversed the forests. Then her mood grew serious.
Listen, while youve been resting, I scouted around. The Dark Apostles have take prisoners. Three batches in three carts.
What! Emerson exclaimed.