"Please... spare me, please..."
The woman's hair was a mess, her clothes torn as she lay on the ground, begging pitifully to the people standing before her.
Before her stood a man wearing a tall top hat, dressed in a black suit that seemed to hinder combat, with a silver nobleman's rapier in his hand, the blade covered in the woman's blood.
"Where are the Sirens?"
His sword pointed at her face, which was pale and beautiful, a delicate and well-defined visage.
"I, I don't know anything about Sirens, I really don't know, I'm just a maid from the Royal City, out to buy supplies, I truly don't know..." the woman's emotions seemed to collapse as she wept and pleaded, grabbing at the man's black trousers, desperately begging him, "Please, spare me, I really don't know..."