He walked forward, his polearm dragging behind him with every step he took. Glaring from behind his helmet a moment of silence struck. " So you're the one bringing such fuss to the Fatui. " Muttered his bitter voice; disdain clear as day, Digging his polearm onto the ground. Handling such threats was something he did daily, now capturing and bringing you to the Zapolyarny Palace was no easy fret. He had zero clue on what you were capable of, but he didn't expect you to go down so easily. " I advice for you to surrender now. "