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Zhu looks over as you slump down on the cage floor, your back to the bars. "What did she want?" he asks, attempting to feign a lack of interest.

"She told me what you did to her village. You bastard."

Zhu looks away, a troubled frown rumpling his features. "It was war, Spillane. You wouldn't understand. And I won't debate it with you now."

He closes his eyes and rubs them with his right hand, letting out an exhausted sigh. "At any rate, we cannot stay here. We must escape, and soon. We will wait until evening. That way at least some of them will be asleep. Then we will make our move."

We only fight these people if we have to."