Prison.
Gochi’s ability lost its effect when they were already near the prison. When they did, it was only then when Gochi fainted them.
As for why he didn’t do it from the get-go, he was surprised to see his ability really working and wanted to see it. That said, he would feel if it lost the effect and therefore he was prepared to off them as needed.
The two were thrown like sacks in their cell, with several guards looking at the unconscious men in distaste.
"So they’re from Fargo, eh?" Drake said, and the two mentioned what they overheard.
"They are definitely suspicious," Luis said, drinking his juice as he was still resting from that run to Bright. "They’re here a month before they could attack us. They’re definitely planning on causing a lot of chaos like they did in Bright."
The guards immediately made a face and kicked the damned spies until to vent.
They dare try to threaten Altera!
Pal! Bang! Pow!
The men were eventually jolted awake by the pain, making them pause.
"Ah, they’re awake now," he said. The men flinched and tried to bite something, but realized they couldn’t, having sticks in their mouths.
The guard team learned quickly after that previous loss.
Gochi was a little confused. "What is the stick for?"
"Spies sent by Fargo have special poisons hidden in their mouths. They were about to consume it to take their own lives.
Gochi was very surprised. He didn’t think of this! He looked guilty. If they had managed to bite while he was taking his time with them, then they’d have lost a lot of information! It was lucky they believed they could escape, otherwise they’d be dealing with corpses now.
"I apologize."
"No, you already did very well," Reno said, patting his shoulder. "You may go back to your post. We will call you once we need you."
"Yes, sir," he said, heading out.
The soldiers and guards that remained watched the prisoners struggle to get out. The soldiers looked at each other, a sudden tension dawning on them.
"So… who’s gonna call the captain?" One asked, and another looked away.
"He carried sister-in-law back home…"
They paled at his words.
"Damn…"
The tension between them became palpable until someone immediately headed out the door.
"I… have something to do," one said, disappearing from the room.
"Me too," said another.
"Yes, me also." And another.
The next thing Luis knew, he was alone with the suspects!
Luis’s eyes twitched.
Traitors!!
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While the couple really planned their intimacy to be very short—there were too many things to handle—they didn’t expect it to be cut so short.
So, when Garan was asked to go to prison, it was not surprising that he was oozing with a dark cold aura.
The two spies locked up in the Guard Station shivered for their lives as he approached, cold creeping down their feet.
Althea had come with him to the prison though, so he was still much milder than expected.
"You don’t have to come here," Garan said, turning to her, his cold expression calming down. He looked a bit worried.
"I wanna see," she said with a non-negotiable tone while crossing her arms. "Don’t hold back."
Seeing his wife stubborn like this, he had no choice but to torture them in front of her.
First, he froze their bodies. He also froze their mouths open as they yelled. All of a sudden, large metal needles as long as a palm appeared, stabbing their cheeks with it. A single move made a good patch of cheek skin fall off.
He skillfully avoided much of the splatter as he stepped back, considering the men yelled for their lives and a lot of their saliva splattered.
Gill walked over and looked at the displaced skin on the ground, using a stick to study it. "They’re suicide pills."
Eagle looked over and shook his head. "To think people are so loyal to Fargo that they’d rather die…"
Gill shook his head. "Not necessarily. These were surgically placed in them. If they took it out by force, it could’ve been activated."
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