I’m greater than certain Zathex is a proficient fighter. I’ll ensure he can’t get to those equalizers.

As I go away the armory, I lock the door. Utilizing my shadow powers to my benefit, I disintegrate the deal with to forestall entry, my skills masking the sound of the breakage.

I discover extra uninteresting rooms within the moonlit hallway aside from one locked door. I exploit my powers to interrupt the lock off, opening the edge to what appears to be Zathex’s workplace.

Bookshelves press towards every inch of the wall, not a single centimeter of area in between them. Every shelf is crammed to the brim together with his labeled paperwork.

I run my eyes alongside each, seeing the labels are filed below names, presumably his contacts and topics. It doesn’t take me lengthy to seek out the file marked ‘Hanna.’

What I discover sickens me to my core. I already knew of his plans to promote her, however in her file I learn a doc of his writing, seemingly deciding upon a worth he’d be pleased with. I additionally discover names of consumers, their letters courting again months.

He should have been plotting to promote her for some time if he had a listing of consumers prepared… I can’t imagine the bastard thought this far forward if he didn’t get what he needed.

I rifle by some extra of his information, discovering out he’s already offered off a couple of poor souls.

To suppose he was about to inflict the identical destiny on Hanna on the day she met me…

I toss the flames atop a burning candle, watching as they succumb to the flames.

How can this xaphan and his sort parade themselves to be the saviors of society, but commit such atrocities with out blinking a watch? I do know Zathex can’t be the one one doing this.

However he’s the xaphan I’ve come for. I’ll rid New Solas of his filth, at the very least that’ll be one much less stain on society.

I look down the ultimate hallway, my eyes locked on the door straight forward. With listening to amplified by my skills, I decide up on tender, muffled respiratory.

There he’s. One of the best for final.

The nearer I draw to Zathex’s master suite, the faster my coronary heart beats. My imaginative and prescient turns into clearer than ever, the edge in entrance of me lit as if in broad daylight.

I odor his lingering dying, the air wealthy with blood and rust. I can style the blood in my mouth. Every of my senses is ablaze like they’ve by no means been earlier than.

The door opens gently. I step into the darkish room, recognizing the form of a xaphan asleep below the heavy blanket.

I can’t assist however admire his sleeping quarters. The bastard definitely has style, and the funds to fund them.

Silk adorns the whole lot within the room from the mattress sheets to the curtains. A large open area sits between the mattress and the place I stand. An impressive closet looms within the nook, beside a doorway which I presume results in an en-suite rest room.

I return my consideration to Zathex. The proper alternative to finish him has introduced itself on a glittering platter. I might end him as soon as and for all with out the necessity for a combat.

However I hesitate to take action. It doesn’t sit proper with me {that a} scumbag like him ought to meet a fast and painless finish. He should undergo in agony for the whole lot he’s completed.

Moreover, I’m no dishonorable demon. I’ll wake the bastard and provides him a good combat.

“Knock, knock,” I name out, banging obnoxiously on the wall.

“What the – Who’s there?” his drained voice calls out, layered with concern and confusion.

I let him gentle up the bedside candle on his nightstand, his eyes widening with horror as they arrive to relaxation on me.

“Sleep nicely?” I ask mockingly. “I hope I didn’t disturb you.”

“Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my dwelling?!”

“You actually don’t acknowledge me, do you? Can’t say I’m stunned, you’ve taken away so many issues from so numerous folks.”

I step nearer, bringing my face into the sunshine. Realization dawns on the xaphan, his jaw dropping as he sees the demon from his previous has returned.

“You!” he exclaims. “I do know you!”

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