You had to be quick. Rummaging through the drawers desperately, you finally found the ledger you’d been searching for, proof of Fatui operations being carried out unlawfully - more than enough evidence to put an end to their ‘peaceful diplomacy’ facade. Standing up, you froze as a smooth, cold blade came to rest against your neck, your pulse beating wildly under the sharp point. You were pushed against the wall, chest flat against the chill of the marble, breathing erractic.

“Don’t move.”