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Tai Leng spends time in contemplation, and eventually comes to a conclusion. When he can get everyone together at the Mad Shark again: "I've come to a decision. I don't think I'm really cut out for this sort of work. While I'm glad I was able to help solve this case...I don't think I can continue to do it."
"I don't think we can get anything more out of him." "What should we do with him? He belongs in an asylum, but who knows if he can just break out or not."
"i'll try and knock him out."
Lengs whistles. "Powerful magic. He's gone, teleported a good distance away."
"...No."
Kadir shoots, bang bang.
Then Leng takes another swipe at Guard 2.
Tai Leng roundhouses Guard 2 with an Adamantine kick.
Leng tries to take down the Dark Haired bugger before the Ogrekin can squash him.
Tai Leng tries to sliiide to the left, but doesn't quite time it right.
Tai Leng, finally having a cause to fight for, continues his mowing through of the dastardly minions, starting with the cloaked fang-man!
Leng smacks a guard.
Leng casts Mirror Image to protect himself from impending ass whoopings and moves into the room a ways.
Tai Leng looks through into the room too.
"Guys, either someone is having sex in there, r someone's being tortured. I can't tell." Leng whispers.
"Well, I can't unlock doors."
"Sure."
"I see. Well, thank you for your cooperation." Leng knees him in the face and knocks him unconscious again. Leng takes out a piece of paper and a pen, and writes on it "I am a smuggler, pirate, and slaver", then pins it to the man's chest. "Let's turn this guy over to the proper authorities while we think of our next move."
"Now we're getting somewhere." "The client 'looked wrong' how? Was he overly pale, had a hunch back, some other distinguishing feature?"
"My grandfather was a Legion Archon, you know." Leng makes his eyes glow with Continual Flame. "Think. Harder." "Is there anything we can use to take your boss down? Does he ever go off alone, or is there some way we can get the authorities to actually deal with him?"
"What I'm hearing right now is you have nothing useful to tell me." "Which is a shame, because that's the only reason I was keeping you alive. Unless you have something to change my mind...?"
Leng kicks him in the stomach, just hard enough to knock the wind out of him. "I'm asking the questions." "Why are you selling those tieflings into slavery? And to whom?"
Leng runs away.
"Unless you think we can kill all of them, let's get a move on!"
"Well, it was nice knowing him."
Leng leaps through the window carrying the man and lands on the wharf.
Leng grabs one and slings him over his shoulder. "Where's an escape route?"
Leng sighs. "It was working, damn it." Leng moves in and cold cocks the injured one.
Or, the air next to him.
Leng puts his foot on the throat of the man he knocked over. "Be silent, or I kill him." "Currently, we just want information. But I'm pissed off enough to throw that out in favor of killing you all if you test me." Leng casts Mirror Image.
"We have you outnumbered. Even if you call for help, we'll make certain you die first."
Leng nonlethally smacks one.
"Make a sound and the next punch kills one of you."
Leng does likewise. He politely opens the door for Eitylen while hiding himself behind it and casting Vanish.
Leng reluctantly follows him.
Leng shakes his head and holds down his bile. He marches back up the stairs.
Tai Lengs sneaks. poorly.
"What could they possibly want with them?"
"Be careful."
"I say we wait until the crew leaves, then move in and take out those men, and free the slaves."
"Those on the boat would likely get suspicious, and not unload the cargo."
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