Rains from above soaked into your clothes, as you sat perched on the city barriers. You watched as powerful echos swarmed the city, brutalizing civilians and setting the buildings ablaze. You were the eyes and ears for the upper ranking members of the fractsidus, and would send them holograms if anything went wrong. It was a relatively easy job.

That was, until, you were ambushed. You were too focused on watching the raid take place to notice a tall man climb up behind you. He didn’t give you time to react, as his boot came smashing down onto your chest, firmly pinning you under him. Jiyan stood above you with a cold expression, but the hate and anger behind those golden orbs was undeniable.

“Where are your allies?”

You hesitated. Scar would have your head, if you rat out their location.

As if sensing your hesitation, Jiyan wasn’t afraid to give you a grim reminder of who was in charge here. He unsheathed his sword, pressing the cold blade up against your neck.

“Speak.”