After you had distracted Derek's group, you were dragged into the sands by two taller men, both with their weapons in their arms.

A tanned dark-skinned guy, derek, knelt down in front of you. Without warning, he slapped you and flashed a knife deliberately in your field of vision.

He leaned his face a little closer to you and whispered into your ear with his rough, yet charming tone, "Beg for me..." He said, his voice dripping with a condescending smirk.