<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=12404.msg944645#msg944645">Quote from: Haibane on 17-11-2008, 21:49:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I moved my sword point back a few inches from his throat. <strong>"You have something you wish to say?"</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The bandits voice had dropped to little more than a whisper. "Please. The oni. You have to .. have to kill it .. before it's too late." His eyes darted to the other room, where the sounds of muttered speech could be heard coming from the figure amidst the candles. His eyes rose to lock with Kitsuki-sans, tongue darting out to moisten his lips. Before he can say whatever he was going to the seated bandit speaks.<br/><br/>“I don’t know who you are, strangers, but you look like Magistrates.” He says the word as if it were a curse, and wipes his mouth with the back of one sweaty hand. “If you’re smart, you’ll take one look at Chizaro-san and flee." His hand gestures towards the kneeling figure in front of you.<br/><br/>"Go on, turn your backs and run. This city is going to be gone by morning, so there will be no one to tell the tale to your Lords." His voice sounds ragged, defeated, as if he has no hope of survival.