'I wouldn't ask questions of men in armour, but you do you?'

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*Aquila's men are betraying her XD*

the men and women in the truck aim their weapons at you, as do the men and women on the outside. "what in the Emperor's name is going on?!" shouts Aquila Killer as she's shoved out of the truck at gunpoint

 “It appears we’ve been betrayed. I shall ask again. Who’s orders do you follow?”

'Thanks, Aquila' Flint mutters. 'Really wanted this to be how it ends'

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"we follow the orders of the True Emperor. The Star-God's Chosen!" one shouts, as Aquila's hands are bound with stolen barbed wire

 “And they wish to take us captive?”

'Looks like it. Only a matter of time, I guess'

'Thanks for sparing us, merciful ones' Flint half-hisses, half-grovels, and he skulks off into an alleyway

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"only her. the rest of you are free to do what you wish. her, on the other hand, will be at the mercy of The Patriarch."

 “And why is the patriarch interested in her?”

Flint scuttles down a drain and listens to the conversation through a grille in the street, curled up in the pipe

Flint facepalms, from down in the drain. 'Having a thing' was nearly always a bad move.

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"let her answer that..." he says. she is dragged before you. "say it!" one of them spits at her.

"I may or may not have had a thing with the Patriarch's Magus."

 “Really?” *gives killer a side eye*

Flint chucks a piece of debris at one of the armoured men, and scuttles back further into the pipes

Flint realises he is probably far too weak to impact the situation. He crawls up the nearest way to the surface, and watches from an alleyway.