Meanwhile, in an abandoned, ruined building somewhere in Ravah…
"Hah." Lola scoffed, her hand cupping her cheek as she squatted on the ground. She blinked, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and confusion.
"This is quite easy," she hummed. "But I guess doing it the second time is easier than the first."
Because before her — tied up inside an abandoned establishment in another town — were men who claimed to be spies from a different region. What truly amused her wasn't what they claimed to be, but who they were.
At the very least, she recognized their faces.
"Just kill us," one of them roared, letting out a nervous laugh. "But you're not getting away from this. Our boss from Ashkar will kill every single one of you. You're dead meat, bitch."
The other guy smirked malevolently, looking at her with nothing but malice.
Instead of responding to his threat, Lola asked calmly,
"Where's the other one?"
