In Two Days…

Varahan Empire Capital City, Narkn!

In the Department of Internal Security, the howls of an old man resounded from one of the prison cells.

"Tell me! Are you the culprit?" Yamahara bellowed in anger as he kicked the face of an old man, absorbing a trail of blood from the latter at every contact, "Tell me!"

"Are you the one responsible for divulging the secrets of alcohol brewing?"

"I…am not!" The old man gasped as blood tricked down his mouth. His ribs had cracked from the kicks and his skin was pale from blood extraction, "I've already informed everything I know to the Inspectors. I even collaborated with them on numerous occasions to track the locations of large underground facilities."