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It takes considerable force of will to suppress your growing temper and focus on a solution. "I will provide you with whatever information you may find useful, but I do not know Ivet's current whereabouts."
The snake pulls a clipboard from behind her back and begins scribbling something lengthy on it. "Expected, I suppose. Do you know any places she might be hiding?"
"We didn't arrange a meeting place," you reply.
"That does not answer my question, Viktor."
You try your best to keep your face blank. "She could be anywhere. I thought these questions were going to be about the attack?"
"Are you lying, or are you just completely useless to me?" she asks, giving you an askance look over the top of the clipboard.
Your voice starts to take on a more rumbling tone. "I am being honest and reasonable. Ivet told me about the failed diplomatic mission, how these... talpids killed your diplomat. Their leader is a serious threat to your people."
"To be perfectly frank, Viktor, their leader is a threat to your people, not ours. The strength of Mother's honor guard, and Mother herself, has never faltered, and will not falter. Mother has conquered the harshest environment in the world and turned it into this lush paradise, with the rule of law and the greatest collection of mages in the world at her back. The Fey have their hedonism and hedge-magic. The citizens of this city, the TRUE citizens, are in no danger. If you squatters would only see that and crawl out of your gutters and into the true society, you would already know that. Instead you wallow in the dirt, just waiting for your population to be devoured by predators. And oh, look, that's exactly what's happening." You are momentarily taken aback, as she continues. "As for you, if you were a creature that would be affected by a Zone of Truth spell, or if your kind were less resistant to pain, I might have some use for you. As it stands, there is no reason for you to be here." She turns and nods to the beetle beside her, and speaks in another language. "leave a body to raise, just in case."
The scarab's spell hits you on the arm and you feel a swath of your flesh char, but it fails to stop your forward momentum. There is a simultaneous crack and a thud, and your arms are coated in the vital fluids of the two bodyguards.
You bring your face right up to the snake's. "The time for me to continue being reasonable has ended."
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