[i]Fabio would finally come to an end of a tunnel. A massive lock hid away the contents, while the two Tribune soldiers stopped and sighed.[/i] "This holds away the apocalypse. A fuсking locked door?" "Quiet. Rue'll go nuts if you talk about it." "So what? She's a bitсh. She can go fuсk off, or go f-" "[i]Quiet[/i]. Did you hear that?" [i]Footsteps had begun to approach the room, as a party of Khaomite troops met the two Tribune soldiers. Without a word, but a single point from a sword, the captain of the troops approached, his men following as the Tribune troops yelled out in terror.[/i] [i]Seconds later, and Fabio was graced with the torture and slaughter of two Tribune soldiers, their entrails hanging from the corpses, their mouths serving as gruesome sheaths for their own swords - literally, not making a joke there.[/i] [i]The Khaomites would soon leave the sight of the murders. Fabio could make a guess at who lead them here - Charla. Though whatever was hidden away, and how Charla knew, was up to debate.[/i]